You cannot change any society unless…

You cannot change any society unless you take responsibility for it, unless you see yourself as belonging to it and responsible for changing it. -Grace Lee Boggs (1915 – 2015) Let's be real. Most of us will never change our societies in any substantial way. I will never make any great impact upon Israeli society,… Continue reading You cannot change any society unless…

You, or: Me

Near year's end Only the most tenacious Victims of the biting drifts Endure at the neglected Margins of society Bearing [witness to] icy indifference Even as they huddle, shivering, Ravaged by rejection W3 poetry prompt This verse was written in response to Paula Light's W3 poetry prompt, which was to write an acrostic poem with… Continue reading You, or: Me

Gender-neutral, or: Girly

A Golda Programmed by our society, her favored color is pink But why? 'Twas Mamie Eisenhower who changed the way folks think. #TankaTuesday The above 'Golda' was written for Colleen M. Chesebro’s ‘Tanka Tuesday’ prompt: Poets were prompted to write syllabic poems inspired by a color of their choice. I chose the color 'pink'. Murisopsis’… Continue reading Gender-neutral, or: Girly

Familiar, or: Family man

A kerf "I'd be more useful dead." "At least they'd get the money." "Hell, at least I would finally be free." "Mouths at home would get fed." "So sad, it's almost funny." "My children? Nah, they have no need for me." "Construction doesn't pay." "Ain't no help for a brother." "There's only one way out… Continue reading Familiar, or: Family man

Bee bread, or: Battered

Dedication This tanka prose is dedicated to the inimitable Shira Destinie Jones who has committed her life to developing a sustainable societal framework to provide a basic safety net for each and every child. Tanka prose A safer, empathetic, and sustainable global society in which each person has food, shelter, education, and health care, at… Continue reading Bee bread, or: Battered

Urban scarecrows, or: White plankton

'Neither Snow' by Billy Collins When all of a sudden the city air filled with snow, the distinguishable flakes blowing sideways, looked like krill fleeing the maw of an advancing whale. At least they looked that way to me from the taxi window, and since I happened to be sitting that fading Sunday afternoon in… Continue reading Urban scarecrows, or: White plankton

Pink, or: Blue

A Nonet In the 19th century, girls were assigned blue, a 'dainty' color; pink was 'stronger', so it was assigned to boys. Today's indoctrination's different but no less ar- bi- trar- y. Nonet? A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second line eight syllables, the third line seven syllables, etc…… Continue reading Pink, or: Blue

Israel exempts schoolchildren from quarantine

The last month or so I haven't been keeping exact track, but our first-grader has been in quarantine four (or five?) times in the past month or so. Each time, a teacher or fellow student tested positive with COVID-19, and we had to take her to get her tested - once at the beginning of… Continue reading Israel exempts schoolchildren from quarantine