The Jones Street Sonnet

By Adina Gershon (@agg.0312)

There is a lady that lives on Jones street

She's got the bug, the nurse named Liza says it is rotting her brain

I don't think it is rot that is 

Stealing her away, at least stealing her from Jones street 


She's calling out to her son again

To come eat the fresh pie

That is 5 days old

She's forgotten the car, and the sirens 

and the cold cold church

She's even forgotten the silence

And for a moment she is whole again


I think perhaps I know her best  

I know the version of her with the margins

The Double spaces

The Times New Roman at precisely size 12

I know the the parts of the page that are empty 

The place where a name is suppose to be 

Is a coffee stain from the day before the crash

Liza says she is incoherent

But She is 

  Ten syllables.

 14 lines. 

She is Shakespeare.

and one day 

I too shall be the bard


Adina is 16 year old poet, singer, and fiber artist who lives in the Boston area Adina goes to a local private school where she is a passionate member of her choir, a persistent minyan goer and an intellectual nucance to her English teacher. While not displayed in these specific pieces, most of Adina's work addresses mental illness, Jewish identity, and religion, often in countercultural, contemporary, impersonal and palpably traditional ways.

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