no doors in walls to Keep out fear just: Look and See, but no walls there... once structures, now Convulsing lines there's Is, there's Was, less timeless rhymes no what, no I, but only Am Am Flail for textures; Whisper, "damn..." unbearable, Am's Feels Are Galled Walled in, Crawling, no space at all! nouns swiftly… Continue reading Am, Are, or: Always
A concrete poem better viewed on blog (not WP reader) there you are stretching upwards and sideways squirming wriggling everywhere going nowhere even the walls are beyond you are trapped in a narrow cup going nowhere but down down down and out eventually but we do have a bit of time together, don't we? stay… Continue reading Together, or: Eventually
... my younger brother sensed that our father was not long for this world. He noted my father’s health problems... and the sadness in my father’s eyes. He noted my father’s fatalistic daily behaviors and approach to life...-Me, 'The Skeptic's Kaddish' #6, Sept. 14, 2018 I wrote the above in one of my earliest posts… Continue reading How much suffering would I endure?
As much as I have been cranking out poetry recently and will probably continue to do so for the foreseeable future, I can never put my grief over my Papa's death out of my mind. That was the catalyst for this blog, which began with my Skeptic's Kaddish series, written during my first year of… Continue reading Personal growth through others’ stories
d’Verse prosery “I never thought I’d see you again, Meir. Bissel1 of a schlep2 from LA.” “Tateh’s3 dying, Elisha.” “So?” “He asked me to come, Bruder4. He wants to see you.” “Takeh5? Just like that? Gut6, I’ll get Charlotte and the kinder7 – I’m sure he wants to…” “No, Elisha. Just you.” “They’re his grandchildren,… Continue reading Split decisions
This coming Saturday night, after sunset (when the Sabbath ends), will be the 3rd anniversary of Papa's death on the Hebrew calendar. I'll light a candle. I may recite a prayer alone at home. I'd wanted to go out on Sunday (the day of the Hebrew anniversary) to a café with my wife and daughter… Continue reading Almost 3 years since Papa’s death