Type: Poem

“may the day arrive / when every life is a treasure…”

“Abraham sat all night with the body of his beloved that he bathed tenderly…”

“The pause is mine. Hamotzi. All mine…”

“On Hanukkah, I light candles for them…”

” And when this holiday ends, another flame will rise and fall, and another, and another…”

“1935, the girls are packing / for America. / Their parents will not wait for things to get worse.”

“In the light of the candles / I hope to see a shift from all hatred, / the homecoming of all hostages…”

In this beautiful poem, the author explores her loss of innocence and search for understanding.

“I cannot find the words / I seek…”