This week’s poem in the Catholic Poetry Room is by James Goldberg.
Waiting for the Messiah
And the air is warm
and dark. Tomorrow we’ll
taste the dust again
but for now the stars spill
out across the sky like milk
dripping honey. And who knows
if somewhere
a son is about to
be born. His eyes
dark. Time trembling
already, waiting to be
shattered by the sound
of his first
laugh.
James Goldberg is a poet, playwright, essayist, novelist, scholar, and occasional literary translator. His family is Jewish on one side, Sikh on the other, and Mormon in the middle, and his work is primarily on religious themes. His books include The Five Books of Jesus, Let Me Drown with Moses, and The Bollywood Lovers’ Club. For more on his writing, visit goldbergish.com
