The Moon Under Her Feet

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Mamma Said, Sniffing Handfuls Of My Hair For Goatsmell Grandmother Lili Took The Blossoms And Began To Weave Them With Linen Strips Into A Garland The Pharisees Would Cover Her For Certain, She Observed Let The Pharisees Veil Their Maids If They Want, Scoffed Grandfather The Eye Starved For Delight Is The One That Strays Hush Admonished Grandmother The Child Is Innocent Grandfather Lifted Me To Match His Height; My Legs Dangled The Fierceness Of His Blue Eyes Puzzled Me, Though I Could Never Be Afraid Of Him He Had Taught Me The Names And Hiding Places Of The Wild Birds And Animals Along The Little Streams Between The Hills, How To Carve Their Wooden Images Without Cutting Myself, And How To Keep From Getting Lost He Kissed Me On Each Cheek, And I Smelled Apple Blossoms Let The Angels Beware, He Said Shocked, I Saw Tears Brimming Over In Mamma's Eyes, But They Embarrassed Rather Than Moved Me I Was Not Ready To Forgive Her For Sending Me Away She Turned And Began To Braid Her Black Hair Into A Plait As Thick As Her Wrist I Knew She Had Guessed My Thought And I Was Ashamed, But I Could Say Nothing The Unfamiliar Anger Was A Knot In My Chest The Temple Was Blinding With The Morning Sun Reflecting Off Its Beaten Gold And Polished Marble, More Huge And Grand Than I Remembered From The Year Before When My Parents Had Brought Me There Had Been Six Maidens Given To The Goddess Then Now, Smallest And Last In Line, An Insignificant Seventh, I Followed The Heels Of The Maid Before Me, Moving In Procession Between Endless Banks Of People, Keeping My Chin High So The Headband Would Not Fall Over My Eyes I Could Not See The Top Of The Massive Wall Of The Temple Mount From The Wide Paved Street Bordering It Along Which Wemoved The Single Stones That Formed The Wall Were Large As Houses, And There Were Stones Left Out At Intervals Forming Cavelike Niches For The Merchants' Shops Along The Way Binding:Paperback, PaperbackPublisher:HarperOnePublication Date:1991-02-01Weight:0.65 lbsDimensions:0.9'' H x 8'' L x 5.3'' WNumber of Pages:336Language:English

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