Thanks, or: Giving

Sevenling (Some Jews live) Some Jews live in Israel, by choice or by chance; some live in the diaspora; others, of means, travel to and fro. Some Jews don't give Israel a passing thought; some relate to it as their people's beloved homeland; some would be glad to see it crumble like the ancient Temple.… Continue reading Thanks, or: Giving

Back then, or: Hours later

Sevenling (Hazy wisps of) Hazy wisps of last night's dream sequences lit upon the faintest glimmers of reflections swirling around fantasies beyond the reaches of my consciousness. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes this morning; savored the aroma of my coffee with a contented sigh; stepped out and breathed in Jerusalem's crisp autumn air.… Continue reading Back then, or: Hours later

This, or: Every Sabbath

Sevenling (I am exhausted) I am exhausted because work kept me up late on Thursday night; my daughter couldn't fall asleep right away; and my wife was abroad. My wife is exhausted because she woke up very early to catch a plane on Friday morning; she'd worked long hours all week managing people in Eastern… Continue reading This, or: Every Sabbath

Standards notwithstanding, or: Drivel

A Sevenling (All my life) All my life, Iโ€™ve resisted othersโ€™ standards; Iโ€™ve avoided taking a stand; Iโ€™ve never figured out how do both. Notwithstanding my accursed inability to understand my inner workings, I am; I love; I write. I cannot stand life's endless standby, but so it goes. d'Verse: a Quadrille The above sevenling… Continue reading Standards notwithstanding, or: Drivel

Precious, or: Born again human

Sevenling (I am gifting) I am gifting her with an incredible fluency in English, which will open countless doors for her; the open-mindedness to brave the complexity of truth; and my undying love to ground her. Every day, she continues to gift me her endless, adoring love, which I live for; a purpose in this… Continue reading Precious, or: Born again human

Delicious, or: Unkosher

Sevenling (I drank) A d'Verse quadrille I drank an expensive bottle of red wine from Moldova. It was subtle; smooth; unkosher. Kosher wines must be produced exclusively by Sabbath-observant Jews; open bottles are rendered unkosher if even touched by gentiles; this feels to me like racism. Such delicious wine. d'Verse The above sevenling is my… Continue reading Delicious, or: Unkosher

Images, words, or: Sounds perhaps?

Sevenling (Units of thought) My 2nd sevenling Units of thought would seem to be unknowable; perhaps my most basic intent is conveyed in... images, or... words, or... sounds...? What is necessary, at minimum, to understand me? What content do my screams carry? Or this gritted 'Fffffuuh' sound I make? Or seven tortured lines? The force of… Continue reading Images, words, or: Sounds perhaps?

Circumcised, or: Barely

Sevenling (I am such) My 1st sevenling I am such a friggin' Jew; circumcised; born in and residing in the capital of Israel; always, always walking around with a yarmulke. I don't compose poetry in Hebrew; I don't hate; I have difficulty believing in my One True God, let alone in any foreign ones. I… Continue reading Circumcised, or: Barely