Writing

shaarei tefilah or why we ought to turn away from the gates

open yourself to all the ways you are closed for the gates only tremble when you close yourself to all the ways you believe you are open. give to others by refusing to give of yourself, for the gates only part when you quiet yourself to receive the expressed need of another and at last, … Continue reading shaarei tefilah or why we ought to turn away from the gates

how the earth became a home

i was taught to bend like a reed but was planted here, stiff and unmoved like a cedar and from this slanted soul, jewish worlds did split pulling all the inhabitants, unbearably, apart until all that was left was the destruction and the moaning. but then, in came beauty that withstood being ugly and from … Continue reading how the earth became a home

battlefields

the trenches were empty now and between loss and limb, an otherworldly whisper- “the warzone you have been fighting in is, willfully, a pasture” and from the blood-soaked battlefield, plants enough to outlive even death.    

love on the edge of stones and bitterness

Love is not the possession of commandments stone Or a lover's banner dangling pleasingly upon the skin But, the moment after the last song is sung and all the wine has all been drunk. When only woundedness And the revelation of a prolonged aching keep us company. Love lives here. Unmasking and detaching And for … Continue reading love on the edge of stones and bitterness

“If we dig we find that the earth is alive (and us, too)” – J.L. & D.S.

on a crumpled up paper, dug up from the ground you can still make out faint lines that spell a single word, “Av” and our recurring death demands we the great grandparent and great, great aunt and great, great, great uncle-less we, who have replaced our tears with lumps of flesh and dirt who have … Continue reading “If we dig we find that the earth is alive (and us, too)” – J.L. & D.S.