Maccabi
byThe voice of my beloved – it comes! Skipping across the mountains Leaping over the hills Disappearing between the trees Shooting from between the…
Culture
Asphodel
byA land of platforms built on stilts above a stirring giant fins slowly churning the surf breaking as the hooves of horses and their…
The Handiwork of Man
byThrough the fire they pass, Into the portal of pain. It was taught that we worshipped idols no more, Yet it all seems the…
Schism
byAnd ask what am I, staring at these baskets set on the moss and hanging from the vines this mess of limbs padded with…
Go For Yourself
byThis is an aliya pitch. Because coming home to our land is something we need to do for ourselves.
Seagull
byTurn to me seagull crane your neck so I make you not a picture A few lines scratched against the sea, itself already faded…
Galut
byGalut. What a terrible word. Exile. But not forgotten. Sitting in the sukkah it is easy to forget. The Divine Presence engulfs you. In…
Freedom Comes From You
byIs it your right to be free? Surely, freedom comes from HaShem. Is it okay to be afraid? Fear is to HaShem alone. The…
Days Are Coming
byBehold, days are coming When the emperor’s countenance will darken The windows of his face will become closed off Like a pale moon obscured…
Time is Money
by“Time is money” they say And it pains me to admit There’s some truth to what they say In the hustle and bustle of…
Empire
byBabylon, Persia, Greece and Rome One displaced me from my home. One proposed to axe my head Another burned my books instead. The fourth…
The Will of a Flower
byA flower does not bloom by your will It does not open to your voice, your hand your brute imposition of untimely request and…