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    Among Angels

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      I

      A light in his workshop

      unlocked his sleep and, fearing

      a fire, the shoemaker

      ran barefoot

      across the snow

      and opened the door.

      The angel was waiting

      on sapphire feet.

      The shoemaker measured,

      marked, and cut. Soles,

      foxing, and tips fell

      from the burnished calfskin,

      laid to rest on the wooden last,

      like a foot unfit for walking.

      He crimped and stitched,

      and the angel watched,

      and the shop grew hot

      as a foundry. He threaded

      his needle with fire,

      and with fire nailed heel

      to sole, and with fire

      pulled the shoes

      from the last. The angel

      put them on,

      first the left,

      then the right,

      stepping so softly

      even the snow did not speak of it.

      —NANCY WILLARD

      Visitation in a Pewter Dish

      II

      When Jacob finished stitching

      the seventh pair of shoes,

      his hands smelled of new

      leather, as if the calf

      whose mortal part he’d shaped

      wanted to claim him.

      Five blind bells woke

      the fields at the edge of town.

      Men left off binding the rain

      into shocks of gold and rested

      at noon under the plane trees.

      Angelus Domini—

      The cows were happy boulders,

      and Jacob saw, in a pewter dish

      on a dirty table, seven angels

      lapped in their own light.

      Prove all things, sang the dish.

      Hold fast to that which is good.

      Jacob said nothing, only watched

      with great joy. Wheels clattered

      on the cobbled streets.

      Two customers paid with gold,

      two with wool, three with pork,

      and the shoes took their first steps

      out of the fields of light.

      —NANCY WILLARD

      Jacob and the Angel

      The chandelier of stars

      hung low above the field

      when the angel closed on him.

      He could not pry

      porphyritic fingers

      from his thigh,

      nor break the granite hold.

      Stone has no heart for pity.

      He was lamed before night’s end,

      named before dawn;

      shriven, driven, broken, repaired.

      The angel could have gone on and on.

      God asks much for little,

      little for much.

      We who have no choice must choose:

      to win, to lose,

      to wrestle with angels.

      —JANE YOLEN

      For the Angel of Death is forbidden to take a man while he is engaged in the study of Torah.

      —from “Rabbi Loew and the Angel of Death” in Howard Schwartz’s Lilith’s Cave

      Rabbi Loew and the Angel of Death

      Leaving his studies,

      sweet as honey,

      thick as bread,

      Reb Loew spies a figure

      at the temple,

      a long shadow

      amid long shadows,

      sharp knife readying

      above the scroll of names.

      Do not tremble,

      Reb Loew,

      your hand will save the multitudes,

      your will

      will halt the plague.

      Leaving his studies,

      sweet as new cream,

      thick as wine,

      Reb Loew spies a figure

      in his study,

      a small light

      amid small lights,

      single white rose

      in his childish palm.

      Do not tremble,

      Reb Loew,

      your hand will save your grandson,

      your will

      will vault the heavens,

      and all the angels but one

      will dance the letters of your name.

      —JANE YOLEN

      And when the young man went down to wash himself, a fish leapt out of the river, and would have devoured him.

      —Tobit, VI: 2.

      Tobias and the Fish

      Grab this fish by the gills, said the angel,

      and draw him to you, as if he came

      by appointment to watch

      our dry light drench his interior

      castle, unshuttered at last.

      Slit open the envelope of his flesh.

      Lay his heart on a bed of coals.

      When bad dreams trouble you,

      the smoke’s thin fingers

      will scroll up your sorrow.

      Even the gall of this fish unclouds

      eyes whited over with grief.

      Alive, he swam beside us

      and calmed the dark waters.

      —NANCY WILLARD

      The Archangel Michael Delivers a Sermon to the Stars

      Mercury, Venus, the dancing sisters,

      you think you spin in endless ellipses;

      there is an end.

      Saturn, Jupiter, the stars that touch

      nose of bear, hunter’s arrow,

      ram’s bright horns,

      there is an end.

      Uranus, Neptune, the bull’s hooves,

      the bright fish tail,

      there is an end.

      All you stars and constellations,

      all you black holes and planetary nations,

      there is an end.

      The heavens are but a bright orrery

      set in motion by the breath of God.

      —JANE YOLEN

      About the Authors

      NANCY WILLARD grew up in Ann Arbor, Michigan. She has written two novels, seven books of stories and essays, and twelve books of poetry, including The Sea at Truro (2012). A winner of the Devins Memorial Award, she has received NEA grants in both fiction and poetry. Her book Water Walker was nominated for the National Book Critics Circle Award, and she won the Newbery Medal for A Visit to William Blake’s Inn. Willard is an emeritus professor at Vassar College.

      JANE YOLEN is a novelist, poet, fantasist, journalist, songwriter, storyteller, folklorist, and children’s book author who has written more than three hundred books. Her accolades include the Caldecott Medal, two Nebula Awards, the World Fantasy Award, three Mythopoeic Awards, the Kerlan Award, two Christopher Awards, and six honorary doctorate degrees from colleges and universities in Massachusetts and New Hampshire. Born and raised in New York City, the mother of three and the grandmother of six, Yolen lives in Massachusetts and St. Andrews, Scotland.

      All rights reserved, including without limitation the right to reproduce this ebook or any portion thereof in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of the publisher.

      Grateful acknowledgement is made to the following for previously published material: “An Angel Considers the Naming of Meat” and “The Mission of the Puffball” originally appeared in Field. “An Angel Tells the Birds to Gather for the Great Supper of God” and “A Carol for the Shepherds” originally appeared in The Formalist. “An Inconvenience of Wings” originally appeared in Passages North. “Angels among the Servants” and “The Winged Ones” originally appeared in The New Yorker. “Angels in Winter” from Household Tales of Moon and Water, copyright © 1987 by Nancy Willard, reprinted by permission of Harcourt Brace & Company. “Visitation in a Pewter Dish II” originally appeared in Caliban. “Gabriel Returns from the Annunciation” and “Tobias and the Fish” originally appeared in Confrontation: The Literary Journal of Long Island University. “Harpo and the Angel” originally appeared in The Laurel Review. “Angel in a Window” ori
    ginally appeared in The Gettysburg Review, volume 8, number 1, and is reprinted here by permission of the editors. “The Lesson on Guardian Angels at Star of the Sea Elementary” originally appeared in New Letters. “Lucifer” and “Angels Fly” originally appeared in Isaac Asimov’s Science Fiction Magazine. “Harahel Writers on the Head of a Pin” originally appeared in the Catholic Library Association Journal.

      Compilation Copyright © 1995 by Nancy Willard and Jane Yolen

      Copyright © 1995, 1994, 1993, 1992, 1990 by Nancy Willard

      Copyright © 1995 by Jane Yolen

      Cover design by Jesse Hayes

      ISBN: 978-1-5040-2154-8

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