Type: Poem

A reminder of our covenant with the Source of Life.

A poem on the inconsistency of time passing.

A poem for the new moon.

“May the cries of every neshama / Be rendered into / Notes of comfort…”

“Blessed are You, / Eternal One / Who drapes the evening shadows / …And passes / Even the hardest day / To its end.”

“G-d forbid we eat grocery store drek.”

“If you were not, / I never would have seen the face of creation.”

“temples of leaves / firmaments of roots”

Without a Jewish calendar, what does Jewish life entail?

A poem of admiration for pomegranates