Erev Yom Kippur by Julia Knobloch 

To those who sat around my table:
What you vow is vowed.
To those who promised, I won’t forget:
What you bind is bound.
To those who said, I love you:
What you swear is sworn.
A crow lands on the lawn in Blumfield Garden.
As a girl, I hear my mother say,
you jumped like them, it made you laugh.
A silent windmill overlooks the valley.
My head hurts among the masses at the wall.
Answer me.

From the collection Do Not Return, published in 2019 by Broadstone Books

Booklet Section: Poems 
Source: Julia Knobloch: