Type: Poem

“When I open the door this year / I want to see Elijah in the doorway for real…”

:But this year, we put a warning whistle on our Seder plate. And we will continue.”

“Apple, nuts, egg and spice, and this unleavened bread, we raise up…”

“In this tender time, / tears crest the rims  / of white finger bowls / set out at even intervals…”  between seltzer bottles.

“Could we remove enough wine to make our joy palatable?”

“May those who are suffering feel the soft breath of cherry blossoms in their hearts…”

“In your sadness / and joy, / through your struggles / and triumphs / you are enough.”

“It is important to listen, / to our own/each other’s / stories…”

“The bowl / cracks / cleanly / a sea parting / to freedom.”

“The plagues are real and / This time they’re directed at us. / So what are we going to do?”