Share this postWhen We are Going Homeemmatattenbaumfine.substack.comCopy linkFacebookEmailNoteOtherWhen We are Going Homeaudio version of my new poem, with the text belowEmma Tattenbaum-FineMar 15, 20243Share this postWhen We are Going Homeemmatattenbaumfine.substack.comCopy linkFacebookEmailNoteOther1ShareArticle voiceover1×0:00-1:47Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade.Vintage Emma and Grandpa (Morris Fine)When we are going homeEmma Tattenbaum-Fine·Feb 24You who are settled here So confident in your mass and volume That what you touch will yield to you Resting in the place you inhabit Thinking it is yours You are just a visitor. The couch, the mattress The tresses of hair on a pillow Evidence of your decided belongingRead full storySubscribeLeave a commentEmma Tattenbaum-Fine's Substack is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.Subscribe
Beautiful and very meaningful given the passing of our cantor