Author: KJ Hannah Greenberg
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Circling the Light
Through the mechitza, that guardian of modesty, I watch brothers, father, plus grandfather dance, They grow wings while spiraling with our Torah. Under the chuppah, sandwiched between imot, I twirl around my chatan. We’ll foster a home From the covenant and our worship of Hashem. Eyes fastened, I pull my fingers toward me, My Shabbat…
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When the Elder Seam Maker Died
When the elder seam maker died, we picked raspberries, gathered Pinecones, fancied ourselves safe from the uneven happenstances, Those sorrowful “twists of fate” occurring regularly in our valley. On balance, stealing the man’s wares, his implements, brought no Aid to our hunts for sea turtles, finback whales, shore birds called “Red Knots;” his apparatuses abetted…