Type: Poem

“I sing and dance because at last my limbs, my blood and my voice are finally my own, and they are sweet.”

An invocation on the Yahrzeit of Heschel and birthday of King.

“When she dies, / Who will I be on the other side?”

“Global killing and destruction break your heart? / Be kind.”

“Born 1898 / Nana slept in the second, narrow bed in my room.”

“Your Torah is like a wedding band Binding us together…”

“Forty years Moses / wandered in the desert / to reach a land he would never walk upon.”

“Snow hardens into ice crust / we must pierce…”