Looking at homes. Dreaming of living there. Looking back. Or forward? All I need is my own place. In Katamon. Tu bi Av. A love day? A dream day? A Nachamu? No consolation for me. Not now. Not ever?
Tag: haiku
We are in it Together. Part IV. Never Want to Leave.
The beauty of this land The magic in its air When will I call you mine? It is intolerable to think that I have to leave so soon. I want to see and do so much more. I miss my mother and daughters immensely, but I’d rather have them here with me than me there….
My American Anniversary
Today is nineteen years since I’ve arrived in this blessed land of the USA. We came here as a family. Since then we lost two most beloved male members of it. And – we gained two most amazing little girls. The circle of life? How did we fare here? Am I grateful, sad, indifferent, cheerful? I…
Jury Duty Day
I have served as a juror once. Quite a while ago. It was a terrible mafia case, and I had to spend a whole week sequestered with other people discussing the murder. I don’t remember the particulars of the organization itself, but now, I have decided to document my experience whatever it will turn out to…
My Depressing Poetry
I love poetry, but for some reason, when I try my hand at it, everything comes out so depressing, that one might cry. Nevertheless, I am going to put it here for your critique. My little things are not really poetry, I wouldn’t dare call it that way, but just little try-outs. Torah, Jewishness, Israel…
Noshing Across the Nation 