Ancestor Connections

I reach to you, stumbling // on stones, on translations.

Staring up at the glowing orb and feeling the life in her womb, she drifted into dreams, only to be startled awake by the Voice…

Our offering: // cakes baked in the shape of her womb. // Poppy seeds populate the holy center, // gifts of gratitude to the goddess of fertility; // this, our devotional expression— // cakes for the Queen of Heaven.

I saw their names in our tree, but never // looked further. As a child, I knew // a few of them, but only a few.

“Wavering candlelight / illuminates our lament…”

“Rain clouds mass above, / so we race towards rows of stiff backed chairs…”

“When I think of my mother / I still smell her butter cakes…”

This creative ritual can be done during a Yizkor service or other gatherings focused exploring on death, dying and legacy.

A 5-part poem exploring family connections

A collection of LGBTQ+ blessings, poems, prayers, rituals, and kavanot.