Type: Poem

“We can plant seeds of love where hatred has grown, / And we can rest when we feel overwhelmed.”

“Blessed Breath of the Universe, / I pledge myself again…”

“In the synagogue / hung a ner tamid the eternal flame / it too went up in flames”

“How precious is this silence…”

“Has darkness / settled upon us? Ninth plague? Can you see the way forward?”

In memory of Renee Nicole Good, z’l, a poet and a mother

“In the Solitude of exiled travelers The taste of sweetness, / the rest of belonging.”

“The held-back sea, somehow both still and moving— / it pulls her back to kneeling by the river…”

“letters spinning out to form new words, new rites, inviting new voices to weave old songs into new traditions?”