Type: Poem

“As Eccesiastics cracked open / the chests of us all / as we watched Sukkot burn…”

“Blessed are You, Creator of the Universe, who frees the bound.”

“With each prayer, with each Shabbat, with each of the eight nights– / we’ll light our candles on our tables, windowsills, and hearts.”

“The hills of Judea howl with anger. My heart burns like the end of a match…”

“She’s 19 years old, / younger than my children, / older than my grandchildren: Noa Marciano…”

This poem shares the way that reflecting on acts of kindness before bed can lead to a peaceful sleep.

“we remind ourselves / of eternal light at the core / of the universe”

“My gratitude is not for tourists.”

“Which letter is my own in all of Torah?”

“Can we fill ourselves with breath / of kindness, breath of calm?”