A shadorma unhealthy categorizes every food Papa made including the matzah brie that I so adored Passover was the sizzling hiss of hot oil on the stove crisp matzah, eggs, and hotdogs steaming on our plates mayonnaise was Papa's go-to condiment an Eastern European norm, I guess simple but perfect it's funny (I don't mean… Continue reading Of hot oil, or: The stove
A Cadralor In the form of 5 Kimos I. Mother visits the local party store; picks out some Styrofoam fruit, sparkling, tinsel garlands. II. Her teacher organizes art projects for the children to bring home their own decorations. III. Father has bought some twine and white zip ties from the local hardware store, needed for… Continue reading Autumn skies, or: Familial warmth
Some tidbits of context As I've noted, Simchat Torah (literally: 'The Joy of the Torah') is the final holiday of the Jewish High Holy Day season in Israel that begins with Rosh haShannah (literally: 'The Head of the Year'). As somebody who lacks the basic tenets of faith that underlie the theological intentions behind the… Continue reading Three parenting highlights from Simchat Torah
Poetry Partners #141 A senryu series by Veera of 'The Forgers of Fantasy' Pumpkins shimmering, An array of bright orange, Brilliant eyes glowing. Vampires soaring high, Razor sharp fangs glimmering, Red capes unfurling. Ghosts floating about, Clocking humans to prey on, Glowing a faint white. Dead bodies rising, Witches flying with broomsticks, Skeletons dancing. Heart… Continue reading Contest, or: Confusion
A Choka festive holiday Jews dance with the Torah scroll I stand to the side when I attend on my own else remain at home some literally kiss the scroll blissful faces shine concentric circles of Jews expressions of love how to encourage my child to love traditions I find alienating ancient traditions tie our… Continue reading The happiness of the Torah, or: Feh!
An American sentence: His child's "help" building their sukkah was useless but filled him with purpose. 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. He… Continue reading Temporary, or: Forever
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
At sunset tonight, the Jewish New Year begins; it ends at sunset two days later. As such, I will not be blogging for ~49 hours, and I will have to play 'catch up' with my online poetry community on Tuesday night. (Of course, I will schedule some blog posts in advance of the holiday.) Honestly,… Continue reading Happy Jewish New Year