• Jewish Poems,  Poems from the book Abundant Sparks & Personal Archeology

    Penguin’s Prayer

    Today Lee Lee, Erika, Diana Tenes, Lady D and I went on the Art Beat show on OZCAT for what shall be the first of many poetry radio shows. The next poetry show will be broadcast at 10 AM Pacific on April 5th featuring Benicia Poet Laureate Johanna Ely and several other Benicia Poets. Future shows will be May 3, June 28, and third Thursdays thereafter. If you are on a computer with Internet Explorer, you can listen to the archive here. The poetry starts about 30 minutes into the broadcast. I read “Penguin’s Prayer” along with “Headline Antidote.” Penguin’s Prayer Over caffeinated insomniacs, dreaming, dancing prayers, singing prophets, jiving…

  • Jewish Poems,  Poems from the book Dragonfly Tomorrows & Dog-eared Yesterdays,  Poetry

    Hanukkah Train

    My husband challenged me to write this poem last year as we found ourselves listening to old folk songs last Hanukkah. It appears in the book Dragonfly Tomorrows & Dog-eared Yesterdays. Hanukkah Train This train’s fueled by spirit, not by power nor by might. Passing through the countryside, she’s shining holy lights. Nothing can stop her, she’s going all through the night. She’s an eight car hammer running through the mountains. Hobos are jumping up just as fast as they can get in. The last car’s left open, cause it’s meant for them to stay in. Blessings are sung soulfully as every passenger watches. The dining car is busily serving…

  • Jewish Poems,  Poetry

    My Shul

    My community at Rodef Sholom has become my family, as my blood relations still live in the south, and I live in California. I would largely say that I grew more since moving to California than in any other place. Why? Because I got involved with my synagogue, and they gave me leadership opportunities, put me in situations for growth that I would not have encountered otherwise in life, and as I have had an extremely difficult life, they have been there for me unlike anyone else other than my own family. Sometimes in ways that my family could not be there for me. As a convert, I was spiritually…