A 'Symetrelle' aurous citrus medica how black-robed religious jews inspect you, seeking specimens most perfect scent of autumnal festival of booths, you captivate my eyes with your lemony hue; you impossible, fragrant jewel, it's you who enlivens lifeworn mortal soul anew it's wondrous to me in all respects how you senses to our depths connect… Continue reading Etrog, or: Citrus medica
A Cadralor In the form of 5 Kimos I. Mother visits the local party store; picks out some Styrofoam fruit, sparkling, tinsel garlands. II. Her teacher organizes art projects for the children to bring home their own decorations. III. Father has bought some twine and white zip ties from the local hardware store, needed for… Continue reading Autumn skies, or: Familial warmth
An American sentence: His child's "help" building their sukkah was useless but filled him with purpose. 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 the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of 17 syllables total. He… Continue reading Temporary, or: Forever
My 2nd rispetto I chanced upon creative group of poets in a Jewish booth; Thrilled, I could not contain a whoop - Perhaps therein I'd hear some truth! I'd friendships deep with bards afar... But this? The twangs of live guitar? Among like-hearts in Jerusalem My inmost voice professed: I am! P.S. I am offline… Continue reading Whoomp, or: There it is
Poets of Babel By very happy coincidence, Shoshana Sarah, whom I discovered ~2 weeks ago here on WordPress lives only five buildings down from me. It's a funny thing... Not so long ago, I was kvetching here about not connecting with any Israelis on WordPress, despite having met so many friends throughout the world; and… Continue reading My first poetry reading
An American sentence Eight in a Jerusalem sukkah* read poems in different tongues. Footnote *A sukkah (plural: sukkot) is a festival booth that Jews traditionally erect for the autumn Festival of Sukkot, which is also known as the Festival of Booths and by other names. What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that… Continue reading Babilu, or: Gate of God
An Alouette Jerusalem winds Know our outs and ins, Blowing through sukkot* and souls. Booths fall on their sides; They've nowhere to hide... Signs of our lack of control. We hope it won't rain, Though summer has waned; May waters fall, but... not yet. Outside's cool and crisp; Stars glimmer like wisps; Lovely - but… Continue reading Whether, or: Weather
Two days up north This week, we took the train up to the city of Akko for an annual festival, which we last went to seven years ago - before our daughter was born. Since it takes several hours to get there, we rented an apartment for the night... Otherwise, we would have had to… Continue reading Tidbits of our Sukkot
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