4   <b>The Golem</b>  ALEX SKOVRON<BR><BR>

I walk among you, breathing clay, <BR>
Everything I touch is smeared with red earth, <BR>
You who created me will not easily forget the day<BR>
Your computations [and your magic] gave me birth. <BR>
I shall fashion my earthen generations<BR>
After my own kind, we will conquer your vanity, <BR><BR>

Transform you for your longed-for dispensation<BR>
Of harmony and bliss. But know this: the joy<BR>
Of paradise will demand your soul for the new sanity: <BR>
Whom we would make sane, we must first destroy. <BR><BR><BR>

Used and reprinted by permission of the author. <BR><BR>

<i>Click <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TtUFpYPUZqo">here</a> for a reading of the poem by the author.</i><BR><BR>

<i>Click <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bFs9bnBNS1w">here</a> for a video of the Melbourne premiere of Leonard Lehrman's setting, Jan. 5, 2002.</i>