Anthony Opal 
      
        
       
      Fragments 
      
        
          
            Translated from the Book of Job, from the Hebrew 
           
         
       
      1. 
        please tell me if you understand 
                                            who decided  
        what the earth’s form would be or who  
                                            stretched the line up 
        on it and where its bases were 
                                            sunk or who laid  
        its cornerstone as the morning  
                                            stars sang as one 
        and all the heavenly beings  
                                            shouted for joy 
         
       
      2. 
        or who slammed the door on the sea 
                                            when it burst forth 
        from the womb when i made the clouds  
                                            its outer clothes  
        and thick darkness its underwear  
                                            and declared this  
        by setting limits and locks and said 
                                            this far you will  
        come and no farther and here will 
                                            your proud waves be  
        stopped 
         
       
      3. 
                    have you entered the warehouses  
        of the snow or  
                    seen the warehouses of the hail  
        which i have kept  
                    for times of trouble for the days  
        of war and battle 
         
       
      4. 
        what is the way to the place where  
                                            the light is kept 
        or where the east wind is slap-sent  
                                            upon the earth 
        who has cut a channel for those  
                                            torrents of rain 
        and a way for the thunderbolts 
                                            to bring rain on  
        a land where no one lives this  
                                            desert which is  
        empty of human life only to  
                                            satisfy the  
        wasted desolate land and to  
                                            make the ground put 
        forth grass 
         
       
      5. 
                    and who’s the rain’s father and who  
        has given birth 
                    to the drops of dew from whose womb  
        was the ice made  
                    and who has given birth to the 
        bright hoarfrost of  
                    heaven who makes the waters hard  
        like stone and the  
                    face of the deep is frozen 
         
       
      6. 
        can you knot the chains of the Ple- 
                                            iades or untie  
        the cords of Orion can you  
                                            bring forth the stars 
        in their perfect season or guide  
                                            the bear with its  
        cubs do you know the laws of the  
                                            heavens can you  
        establish their rule on the earth 
          
      Anthony Opal is poetry editor for The Economy and chapbook review editor for TriQuarterly Online. His work has appeared in various magazines and journals, including Boston Review, Notre Dame Review, and The Progressive. He lives in Chicago, where he is a graduate student at Northwestern University and works in the department of Art History. website •
        
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