We are just people
You’d like to find a way to capture that first bit of clarity that arrives as rouge light rising rosily behind the rigging of pines while reading the Torah with...
Category: Life
The Tragic Leaf
I On every tree there is a leaf near or at the end of a branch that waves the hardest. It is the one most exposed to the wind. The tragic leaf. The one that kno...
Why the World Doesn’t End – for International Women’s Day 2019
This poem, written several years ago, is an attempt, although inadequate, to pay tribute to the women in my life who have shown me how to live on this earth. Bu...
The Incredible Fact of Existing at All
What’s to account for it? Spin of some colossal roulette wheel? Divinely timed orchestration of interlinked events? Blind dispassionate physics? Beneficent univ...