Type: Poem

A poem about the contradictions in the month of Av.

“We are at the beginning / Of new cycles / In a world that is ours / Transcending time and space.”

“But beat gentle, sinners and you, / you few righteous ones.”

A poem for the midnight service of selikhot

“It’s the kavanah of Shabbat, / not the halakha / which moves me.”

A moment of wonder during the morning service.

A poem to mark moments in a year of mourning.

“No wonder the desert was chosen over the pyramids, mountains and / ocean for revelation.”

A poem about early moments of grief