A shadorma beyond books, beyond history & fiction, pandemic, once unimaginable, now reality.
An abhanga EPIGRAPH: Our language has wisely sensed the two sides of being alone. It has created the word loneliness to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word solitude to express the glory of being alone.-Paul Tillich (1886 – 1965) Solitude, glorious? That's weak consolation in dark isolation, dying, diseased. Solitude,… Continue reading Solitude, or: Loneliness
My 1st kasa (or gasa) I feel guilty. People live in terror, scared of COVID, wearing face masks. Pandemic, corona; bodies pile up. Numbers don't lie, as more die every day. But I'm just one man with a child; and I want her to thrive, grow up carefree, attend first grade. Normalcy is today's ~… Continue reading As more die, or: As we did once
This week Sunday I picked my daughter up from preschool on Sunday afternoon for a playdate with a friend. When I picked her up, I sensed that something was wrong by her mood and behavior; she was being overly emotional about trivial matters (e.g., she was upset because a ribbon had come off her balloon).… Continue reading Did I have COVID-19?
The requirement to wear a mask indoors will be restored next week, as Thursday marked the fourth day in a row that the country registered over 100 new daily cases and the new outbreaks spread to several more municipalities...-Rossella Tercatin, The Jerusalem Post The centers of the new outbreak have been several schools... As of… Continue reading The recent rise in coronavirus cases across Israel
A haibun In Israel, as of last week, the mask requirement has been lifted, even indoors. Israelis are now entirely free to walk around in malls and supermarkets. And, of course, my little sunshine was thrilled to return to her beloved Gymboree at the mall next to her kindergarten. She's always been much more active… Continue reading Indoors, or: Sunshine