Type: Poem

“Did they praise / the G-d that brought about their / most brutal response to devastation? / Or did they lament?”

“For every grain of salt, a thousand tears…”

“Count instead the growing number of cared-fors you have lost…”

“I almost giggle when I find myself whispering / a long-forgotten prayer.”

Don’t fret about terms, / she croons. / Just watch the squirrels

Hear, O Israel / the prayer was dance / Adonai Eloheinu / there were no pews

what does ethereal mean / when is the pool open for lap swimming / what’s happening in the middle east

As I bend / hanging laundry on the drying rack / my back twinges    but just a little

You glimmer in my rearview mirror Quick look, there’s no one in the / back of the car. Yet, / you

To love an idea can be quite quite / satisfying but only the body, beloved, / is holy, holy, holy.