Monthly Archives: April 2014
Courtesy my garden (and a cooperative Spring!), flowers to crown Shabbat HaMalka, Herself, the Holy Bride.
Sixth day poem is being delivered a day late, as the recalcitrant poem will tell you the reasons why herself. Wishing to follow, for the second time, the prompt offered at http://www.napowrimo.net, I obediently gazed out the window and collected … Continue reading
This poem is a “golden shovel” using a work of Rilke’s ~ Bold as redemption come the narcissus How soft these conquerors yet now the winter vanished No room for barren shadows for they will claim it all This field … Continue reading