This is not a poem about Sarah This is not her life story This is not her eulogy Sarah is not here This is a story about men About men who don’t know how to reconcile About men who know how to be followers of God but not good husbands or fathers Or sons Or brothers This is a story about men who cling to a god but are estranged from one another; who have much to say to a god they cannot see but have not words for their own kin Silence hangs heavy throughout these wordy tales This is a story of business transactions: land purchased, bride purchased, so all must be well! This is a story of men This is a poem of outrage This is a eulogy to a world that never existed Where women come first Where love comes first Where family comes first Sometimes we can create a tiny bit of that world together and glimpse the Paradise it should be; the Garden we have lost But as a human family we fail and fail and fail again We are better at burying our dead than we are at learning how to live together and yet At the end, the estranged brothers come together (momentarily at least) to bury their father Broken pieces coming together A glimpse at what the world would be if we could only make it whole. EKG’19