Hidden Cemeteries
Reflections of holidays,
spiritual journeys join,
taking pauses, connecting
with earlier bygone times.
Stumbling on cemeteries,
story stones remembrance,
lineage lines redefined,
openings into a past.
Fragmented shaped memories,
eternal shadows speaking,
carry traditions forward,
kindle candles forever.
© 2017 Michelle Kogan
A poem inspired by this small old cemetery my husband’s keen eye picked out as we were leaving NYC this morning. It’s identified as “The Second Cemetery of the Spanish and Portuguese Synagogue, Sheath Israel, in the city of New York, 1805-1829.”
Michelle Kogan Illustration, Painting, & Writing 