Infinity
She dragsherself outfrom within
quick shallowbreathsand stands
tilts her head opensher mouth hears the earthan echoing tomb
and how does she knowwhat a tomb is
this woman withouta...
THOUGHTS ON THIS FRIDAY NIGHT
I went to the Chabad House
For Shabbat services and dinner
They sing with passion
The men locked arms
I still can’t help but...
Fragments
From where we sit, the waves seemto insist on shoving everything asideand always right at our feet, buildinga beach out of its bottomless discards:out...
Shoe in the Woods
walking by the woods one daytrash scattered like seashells on a beachbeer cans mostly featuring some condomswashed up from teenagers partyingi...
I Was SilentTW: Sexual Assault
At least three Long IslandsI thought I could hangHe was such a gentlemanWalking me homeMemories are only in fragments
The officer...
The poems in this post are part of a special section, curated by Ori Z Soltes and Robert Bettmann, The Jewish Experience.
Shabbat Candlesticks
On my...
The Reflection Terrace at Brookside Gardens
I am still water
I take on the color of thehedge-pine greens thegeese-moss browns thetortoise-rock grays theazalea-breeze pinks thebride-haze whites...
POULTICEWhen you have looked elsewherefor answers—the spider’s web,the empty hive, the rotted log,beneath the unturned stone—ask yourself what you haveneglected. Do not lamentthat what...
