Type: Poem

“We take a breath / in silence and then / a shofar blower / pierces the summer night / with a wailing cry for justice, for wholeness, for redemption / and release.”

“The day we create / The soul in mercy returned / The heart, even so, / forgiving and forgiven”

“I am offered no mask, no armor, only a ticket and the instruction to keep walking…”

“Hineni – struggling to envision even  a “fragile peace” with true justice for all peoples…”

“a gift from ancestors who belonged from the outside / who left destroyed shtetls in Russia, in Poland…”

“I want to tell you that I never knew they hated us this much, still! Today is the 250th anniversary of America / I want to know when you knew it was time to leave Russia…”

“My kippah went on my head almost by its own volition. / It only comes off when I sleep. / It goes back on when I dress.”

“I chant the Shema, eyes ablaze, riveted on the N’er Tamid, give thanks / for my inheritance, my life…”

“Some other night, we will call for courage. This night: The boat safely moored / at the shadowed dock. Sweet dreams.”

“Multiple voices once spoke of who we are…”