Poor advice from a 1st grade teacher

Our first-ever parent-teacher conference Last week, we had our first parent-teacher conference with our 1st grade daughter's teacher. It was uplifting. Her teacher told us that our child is wonderful that she wishes she had a classroom of thirty children just like her. To be entirely honest, we weren't surprised by her feedback, but it… Continue reading Poor advice from a 1st grade teacher

Like father, or: Son

A Cleave poem I fell in love with the city of my birth, but my deep commitment to family could not provide support enough to get me through that period of those difficult days that most required it because I was alone. so, I sucked it up, as was my father’s way, which he would… Continue reading Like father, or: Son

‘b’, or: ‘d’

My 1st blank verse Iowa City, Iowa; I still remember snippets of those childhood days; the tree in our front yard that I would climb getting sawed down to a stump for no good reason; living across the street from my school: Ernest Horn Elementary School, where my mother took me to learn to ride… Continue reading ‘b’, or: ‘d’

Looking for: Short forms of poetry

Friends, As many of you know, I enjoy experimenting with various forms of poetry and have recently been focusing on short forms because of the goal that I set for myself at the beginning of this calendar year. I post #APoemADay on my Twitter account so those daily poems must be short. Even more recently,… Continue reading Looking for: Short forms of poetry

Disillusionment

Some cultural aspects of Orthodox Judaism require a lot of explanation, which makes them challenging to write about with accuracy and general appeal both. Also, I am no authority on this subject and am sure to miss some pertinent points in any explanation that I offer. Nevertheless, I want to try, to the best of… Continue reading Disillusionment

The rabbi that ruined my Judaism

For people of faith, or for those with traditional bents, there's a real danger in getting to know their clergy too well. It began years ago when the rabbi said, "Fuck." I was stunned at first but didn't show it - I just nodded and responded appropriately. After all, the profanity wasn't aimed at me… Continue reading The rabbi that ruined my Judaism