Poetry
By Yossi Huttler after all the holy wars you’ve fought all the wounds and scars and defilement search yourself for…
By Yossi Huttler the distance between peh and shin spans here to there the Holy to the outside lands where…
Almost 2,000 years ago our forebears were uprooted from Judea. Though dispersed and scattered throughout the world, They continuously and…
My grandparents left me Emunah Beyond their rheumy gazes And their nightmarish dreams Was a stillness —
If I am a lot of things tonight a bit wise, a bit wicked
The ephod of time unravels. And I, an unskilled tailor, Did not notice there are no tzitizt
Before we light the Shabbos candles, she puts my hair up into a braid: / She pulls the chestnut sections…
"The Lord knows the thoughts of man — that they are vanity." (Psalm 94:11) I thought I'd have to put…
By Joel M. Schreiber The ancient tree stood in the yard, Its leaves a withered gray, Its arms bare of…
I was dreaming . . . If only I had an opportunity to think, really just sit and think, without…
your February bar mitzvah like every bar mitzvah took place on the first day of Succos
