“House of Bread” = Beit (house) Lekhem (bread) = Bethlehem. This is, within the boundaries of Israel, the most exotic place I have been to, and it is only half an hour — no more — from Jerusalem. I start out this morning figuring that I ought to see some sort of sight while I … Continue reading Slouching towards Bethlehem
OK, you try to find an internet hookup in the hills of Galilee. This weekend was not just a retreat to the hills overlooking the Sea of G, but my first ever Yom Kippur.
7:43:10 PM I sit here on the floor of the main sanctuary at the Stephen S. Wise temple in Los Angeles, waiting for Rabbi M to start talking. Just had dinner with a few of the people from the temple — good looking dinner, wish I’d been hungry. Now the talk. Surprise overflow of people … Continue reading Evening at shul
No, I don’t mean writing here. I’m not sure I can enunciate a reason for writing in a blog, much less daily as I seem to have been doing lately. But: why write poetry? Do I think I’m as good as the other poets out there? Well, yes I do. Except for maybe Seamus Heaney … Continue reading why to write?