W. Luther Jett


someday we may meet again
in a field of sharp stones —
having forgotten the words
to all our prayers — having
forgotten our names —
and you may catch the corner
of my eye and as a sign
for you as the sun goes down
I may touch the invisible
fringe that no longer guards
my torso — then simultaneously
we will begin — softly —
surreptitiously — to hum
Kol Nidre — for the sins
we have committed — the vows
we have broken and the vows
we are about to break —
and with dark
pulling her mantle around us
we will remember everything —
even in that time when time
has run out for us — we
will remember everything




W. Luther Jett is a native of Montgomery County, Maryland and a retired special educator. His poetry has been published in numerous journals as well as several anthologies. He is the author of two poetry chapbooks: Not Quite: Poems Written in Search of My Father, (Finishing Line Press, 2015), and Our Situation, (Prolific Press, 2018). A third chapbook, Everyone Disappears, is slated for release, Fall 2020, by Finishing Line Press. To read more by this author: "Recessional," The Wartime Issue, Vol. 7:2, Spring 2006.