Preface

Preface: Elegy for My Uncle

To the divine silence of unreachable endlessness…

On the 19th floor of the window of Evan and Jim’s Manhattan apartment

I am reading the voyager instructions for my Uncle Morris Pokrassa

“Moish” born 1919 died 2001 on Long Island New York

I can easily call up his image in the easy chair

Dyckman Street near Broadway apartment

reading the New York Times the tremor in his hands from birth

Despite the cerebral palsy he could use wrenches and screwdrivers

He showed me when I was a kid how to work on a car engine

how to rig up a fishing rod even to tying hooks

and the thrill of landing that first catch

a three-inch sunfish was so great I never needed to fish

the ocean for sailfish or sharks

To the divine silence of perfected knowledge…

In one of these Manhattan buildings

my uncle worked for years delivering the mail to Blue Cross offices

wheeling a cart from the mailroom until his legs hurt

and when I would visit the City

he’d take me on outings to the Metropolitan or the Natural

History Museum and even to Carnegie Hall in 1961 or ‘62

to see Bob Dylan in his immigrant cap singing

“It’s a Hard Rain’s a’Gonna Fall” a thrill for me

while my uncle was skeptical

To the divine silence of the labyrinth guides…

This morning the Chrysler Building is a jeweled tower from a fairy city

Midtown is a computer board of energy cells

The sun breaks out of the gray sky and flames the City

and I see that another sun gleams on the parapets—

The Clear Light of the Void illuminates

every window of every apartment and office building

My uncle grins in his musty chair over the newspaper

and he is immersed in the Clear Light

For my Uncle Moish I remember myself as the voyager

Whose deepest nature is the Clear Light itself

I strike the closing tone blow out the candle leave the window

Downstairs the elevator of Evan’s building opens onto

“The blue light from the human dimension”

but walking distance not far away

right in this east side neighborhood I expect to find

jeweled temples and the gardens of delight   

I.L. April 2001