Jehangir, or: Sangeetha

Blank Verse Handwriting so neat it could have been typed; envelope worn from international journey through the clouds; J. R. D. Tata, the first licensed pilot in India, features on six stamps in the upper left corner, but he's upside-down; I wonder if his flight was turbulent, or whether he rolled, pitched, and yawed for… Continue reading Jehangir, or: Sangeetha

6,000 – Thank You!

A nice, round number I'm happy to share with you that The Skeptic's Kaddish has reached 6,000 followers! And- I certainly wouldn't have gotten here if it hadn't been for all of the wonderful friends I've made around the world in these last 2½ years; my many poetry partners; and those of you who participate… Continue reading 6,000 – Thank You!

Grateful for security

Be grateful for what you have and stop complaining - it bores everybody else, does you no good, and doesn't solve any problems! -Zig Ziglar (1926 – 2012) This year, after nearly thirteen years in Israel as an adult, I got a job that I can rely upon in the long term. My first reaction… Continue reading Grateful for security

Intro, or: Retrospective

A haibun The Jewish New Year always comes in the autumn. I've always taken this for granted; but, this year, this month, this week, today, suddenly, it strikes me that this is counterintuitive. Spring is the season of growth and rebirth, is it not, whereas autumn leads to deadness? Lightning hits; air crackles; a thought… Continue reading Intro, or: Retrospective

Profiled by Ken Hume

One idea I've entertained (which has been done before by other bloggers) is to profile and/or interview fellow writers whose content I particularly enjoy. This is something that's long been on my back burner; and it will probably remain there for the foreseeable future because I'm simply too busy to invest myself in another new… Continue reading Profiled by Ken Hume

All that’s for me, or: For myself

Poetry Partners #89 A poem by Christine Bialczak of 'Stine Writing and Miniatures' Happy to know that life has my back even when sorrow has given me slack I swim in the glory of water outside The colors and feelings are the mood of inside. Nothing to bother me, no problems here Loved ones, my… Continue reading All that’s for me, or: For myself

Pause, or: Capture

An American sentence in 10 words: Do you #pause often enough to #capture tenderly special moments? https://twitter.com/kaddish_s/status/1499380890312613888 What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didn’t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of 17 syllables total.… Continue reading Pause, or: Capture

Getting my prose on… (kinda, sorta)

I was going to write a blog post about my six-year-old daughter's fear of death; and then I wrote a poem about it [instead]. That's not to say that I've entirely abandoned the idea, as there's a lot for me to say on the matter, but... it's been hard for me to make progress on… Continue reading Getting my prose on… (kinda, sorta)