Kaddish, or: Kaddish.com

A 'Cento' poem Sources: Kaddish by Leon Wieseltier, 2000 (p. 18) [in italics] Kaddish.com by Nathan Englander, 2019 (p. 18) [in bold] Cento: Sabbath arrives- committed disbelief in worship, mikvah-dipping, synagogue- attending, my spiritual purpose part in parcel with transliteration of the prayer; the very same things in the very same way- the customs that… Continue reading Kaddish, or: Kaddish.com

Continue waiting, or: Continue writing

A sijo They say- prophesy is dead; They say- God deliberately hides; They say- continue waiting For the Messiah's coming; Should I continue writing- I may have a revelation. Sijo? A Korean verse form related to haiku and tanka and comprised of three lines of 14-16 syllables each, for a total of 44-46 syllables. Each line contains a pause… Continue reading Continue waiting, or: Continue writing

Bewildered, or: In twilight

Poetry Partners #147 'Dirge to a Dirge', a poem by Rayla of 'Innerdialects' WAR rAW ''..humans can pardon each other." If YHWH is disbelieved then your Portugal fell to the Fault of men (more pointlessnesses👇🏼) •I envy your fire that will not dance with the Storm: you see nothing beyond the grave. Zero bother with… Continue reading Bewildered, or: In twilight

In twilight, or: Bewildered

Poetry Partners #146 'In twilight, Dawn?', a poem by Rayla of 'Innerdialects' Yeah 'm tired show me how to switch off the stars shut down a moon - slipping in my shutters; why d'you hunt me midnight Sun; who'm I to Your maddening pursuit of human aloneness: this morning I woke to You in the… Continue reading In twilight, or: Bewildered

The Ovillejo, or: Creativity verses form

Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they decided to continue their journey together; and Sangeetha came up… Continue reading The Ovillejo, or: Creativity verses form

Red, or: Blue pill

EPIGRAPH: Doubt is the origin of wisdom. -René Descartes (1596 – 1650) An 'Emmett' poem I doubt enough for all; Doubt tints the lens through which I look; Enough crushing disappointments - that is all it took. For, really, how often can one smash up against a wall? All my silly childhood fantasies, I long… Continue reading Red, or: Blue pill

Swimming, or Harbored

A limerick Just a babe when the church took him in, Scripture's pages absorbed little Tim. He adored Bible stories but harbored deep worries cuz the "God" concept made his head swim. Twiglet #284 Turning page ‘What do you see’ Prompt #139 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for… Continue reading Swimming, or Harbored