Fighting the Angel

by Drora Matlofsky

The Angel of Death
Came to me and said:
Your time is up.

- Wait,
I said.
I haven't written
Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Seas
Or Harry Potter.
I haven't composed
A Kleine Nachtmusik
Or created Mickey Mouse.

- Don't you fret,
Said the Angel.
It has been done
By others.

- Wait!
I said.
I have not invented
The cure to all diseases,
The solution to all problems.
I have not saved the world.

- The world is not yours to save,
Said the Angel of Death.

- Wait, I have a few more poems!

- I shall give you one week.

- But I can't write all day.
I have chores and social obligations.

- You can have a month
And that's it.

So I sat down and began to write
My novel.

Drora Matlofsky has been living in Jerusalem since 1984. Her poetry in English has appeared in various poetry and Jewish magazines and her poetry in French can be found on the Poésie Française site.

Last updated August 29, 2015