A Different Lilith
Staring up at the glowing orb and
feeling the life in her womb, she drifted into dreams, only to be startled awake by the Voice…
The Dream I Long to Have
Were you there, in wisps //
of dreams that eluded me? //
Maybe you’re off doing whatever //
soul work awaited you. Or poof, //
evaporated.
Only Now
Democracy was like weather //
on those rare days when it’s so //
right, so not-too-anything, //
its goes unnoticed.
Cakes for the Queen of Heaven
Our offering: //
cakes baked in the shape of her womb. //
Poppy seeds populate the holy center, //
gifts of gratitude to the goddess of fertility; //
this, our devotional expression— //
cakes for the Queen of Heaven.
Rosh HaShanah 5785 Duet
Small acts that counteract the sadness and despair //
Rituals that contain the pain
A Box of Old Family Pictures
I saw their names in our tree, but never //
looked further. As a child, I knew //
a few of them, but only a few.
Thinking About My Funeral
My friends will stand //
among the trees //
saying Kaddish.
T’zit T’zit
What begins as a tangle of threads in my hands becomes the connection to creation, forming visions behind my eyes, images within my heart, sounds inviting the sacred.
Bathing Beauty
I dry her hair //
gently, squeezing over her scalp //
as she used to do for me
Shifra, a Midwife
We know how to protect a child //
from hostile eyes, //
and there will be more deliveries on this journey.
