happiness
What you do is fling yourself down, face up, on the spinning earth beneath you and gaze up to the good green sky above, and shout with no words. That is happiness.
I am in here.
What you do is fling yourself down, face up, on the spinning earth beneath you and gaze up to the good green sky above, and shout with no words. That is happiness.
I got my tallit in Jerusalem, in Mea Shearim. Mea Shearim is the neighborhood where I first set foot in Jerusalem, and those of you who know Jerusalem can give a small shudder here. For those of you who don’t know the city: Mea Shearim is the ultra-Orthodox neighborhood, just outside the old city. They … Continue reading My tallit
I Among twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of the blackbird. II I was of three minds, Like a tree In which there are three blackbirds. III The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds. It was a small part of the pantomime. IV A man and a woman Are one. A … Continue reading Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
So I need my Sunday morning funnies…. I guess part of me never grew up.