Three, or: More

My 2nd trimeric a self-aware poem may be one whose words and form are two lovers aching to become three to share their love one whose words and form are in harmony pierces swiftly the disconsolate soul two lovers aching to become happy again must heed one another's pain three to share their love penning… Continue reading Three, or: More

Why can’t I be secular?

I find secularism personally compelling I am a member of several Jewish online discussion forums for believers to engage in respectful conversations with those who have lost their faiths. The funny thing is that I fit neither of those two categories. You see, I'm not a believer, but I never gave upon Jewish religious practice… Continue reading Why can’t I be secular?

Theology, or: Perspective

My 2nd Clogyrnach A narrative poem My God's far beyond my beyond But to his presence I respond Oft He shows His love Light streams from above My beloved I'm so fond He drops flakes of manna for me Showering generosity Towards them I swim Towards the Great Rim My tears brim So meekly He… Continue reading Theology, or: Perspective

Impersonal, or: God

First matters too much, I - Second, too intimate, You - Third like the rest, that aged bearded Jew - like those before, doesn't even like all that are like him in that way including - no - just he, him, third person is impersonal enough for - for - description Right, God? Right? Right?… Continue reading Impersonal, or: God

Poison words, or: Wake up kiss

A 'Magnetic Poem' tanka Wanna try? Click here. but my god decayed into warm liquid fish eyes broken lips smoking breathed poison words over me melting into wake up kiss Notes For this poem, I decided to make use of the 'Poet Set' on the Magnetic Poetry website for the second time;This poem was, in… Continue reading Poison words, or: Wake up kiss