Whether, or: Weather

An Alouette Jerusalem winds Know our outs and ins, Blowing through sukkot* and souls. Booths fall on their sides; They've nowhere to hide... Signs of our lack of control. We hope it won't rain, Though summer has waned; May waters fall, but... not yet. Outside's cool and crisp; Stars glimmer like wisps; Lovely - but… Continue reading Whether, or: Weather

Tidbits of our Sukkot

Two days up north This week, we took the train up to the city of Akko for an annual festival, which we last went to seven years ago - before our daughter was born. Since it takes several hours to get there, we rented an apartment for the night... Otherwise, we would have had to… Continue reading Tidbits of our Sukkot

The Festival of Booths

Sukkot The Jewish autumn festival of Sukkot, known by some Christians as the Festival of Booths, is upon us. It begins at sunset tomorrow night, and preparations are already underway among those of us who live our lives according to our people's ancient traditions. Our preparations primarily include constructing outdoor booths (Hebrew: sukkah - singular,… Continue reading The Festival of Booths

Unavoidable, or: Premonition

An American sentence Hauling heavy loads in Jerusalem's heat before fasting? Mistake. 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 felt that removing the… Continue reading Unavoidable, or: Premonition

Pomegranates, or: Apples

My 1st rondelet Rosh HaShanah[1] Is always a new beginning; Rosh HaShanah Is when Jews eat sweet, round challah[2] ~ Worship: the Creator hymning ~ Commit: themselves to no sinning ~ Rosh HaShanah P.S. This post was scheduled in advance because I am offline for two days (between sunset on Monday and sunset on Wednesday)… Continue reading Pomegranates, or: Apples

Death, or: Life

A triolet Every year we mark the same holidays. It's hard to make something new of the old, As the prep's whipping us into a craze. Every year we mark the same holidays, And God reads through all the Jews' dossiers To decide how their lives should unfold... Every year we mark the same holidays… Continue reading Death, or: Life

What’s worse than Shabbat? Double Shabbat!

Warning: This is a kvetchy post Kvetch /kəˈveCH, kfeCH/ INFORMAL • NORTH AMERICAN noun: kvetch; plural noun: kvetches a person who complains a great deal"She emerges as something of a kvetch, constantly nagging Rick."a complaint"'They don't make 'em like they used to' has become an all-purpose kvetch." verb: kvetch; 3rd person present: kvetches; past tense: kvetched; past participle: kvetched; gerund or present participle: kvetching ORIGIN Middle High… Continue reading What’s worse than Shabbat? Double Shabbat!