A haibun My Papa died over four years ago; and I wrote a very public series of blog posts on The Times of Israel during my traditional year-long recitation of the "Mourner's Kaddish" in his honor, as is noted on Papa's Wikipedia page. The Skeptic's Kaddish blog, which you are now visiting, was born of… Continue reading Clarity, or: Convergence
A 'Roundabout' poem Big! Bang! Our universe was born. Something came before it- A universe That was no worse- Something came before it. Grind! Creak! The continents all split. Earth's species were dispersed- Giant sloths lopped; Balbarids hopped; Earth's species were dispersed. It fascinates that life's diverse; Though man came out on top... And by… Continue reading Humanity, or: Humility
Epigraph: Pride is concerned with who is right. Humility is concerned with what is right.-Ezra Taft Benson (1899 – 1994) An American sentence: Self-proclaimed experts opine; meanwhile, I hardly understand myself. 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… Continue reading Free advice, or: Leave a tip
An abhanga EPIGRAPH: I make mistakes that may anger others. I too, am in need of understanding.-'I Would Be Angry, but…' by Cheryl Batavia Accept your finity, also that of others ~ all imperfect brothers ~ need empathy
14 months of blogging Friends, I am going to keep this short, in haibun form. Further words won't convey my appreciation for you any more effectively. Thank you. In the last 14 months, I have learned so much from our shared community ~ not only about poetry and other forms of creative writing, but also… Continue reading 3,000 – Thank You!
My 2nd gogyohka I do not write about everything because I do not know anything about it, let alone something
EPIGRAPH: God helps those who help themselves.-Benjamin Franklin (1706-90) Beasts, frogs, locusts, lice Plagued blood boils at the darkness Pestilence hails death
My first Cywydd Llosgyrnog You can't help yourself, seeking more soulful words from swift fleeting shore; man's flesh shan't soar, but verse can; Futures flash, forever flow fast; Fey fancies; concepts; visions ~ last, These survive past man's lifespan Shabbat shalom! I have scheduled this poem to be published while I am offline for Shabbat… Continue reading Flesh, or: Verse
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