Praying with Fringes 09/09/2016 – As if outside the synagogue we stood on holier ground

from The Book of Life Alicia Suskin Ostriker Integrity unobscured by death Is what we hope for. But to whom should we say Inscribe me in the Book of Life? To whom if not each other To whom if not our damaged children To whom if not our piteous ancestors To whom if not the … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 09/09/2016 – As if outside the synagogue we stood on holier ground

Praying with Fringes 02/11/2016 – Lie to me, sweet garden-mongers

Winter Promises Marge Piercy Tomatoes rosy as perfect baby’s buttocks, eggplants glossy as waxed fenders, purple neon flawless glistening peppers, pole beans fecund and fast growing as Jack’s Viagra-sped stalk, big as truck tire zinnias that mildew will never wilt, roses weighing down a bush never touched by black spot, brave little fruit trees shouldering … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 02/11/2016 – Lie to me, sweet garden-mongers

Praying with Fringes 11/09/2015 – a Blessing of Revelation

דִּבְרֵי תּוֹרָה / Blessing of Revelation Our sense of inherent value is rooted in the body’s ability to care for itself and in the direct ways we can provide for our own physical needs. When making money becomes a substitute for foraging, gathering, hunting, planting, we lose important sources of power. The zucchini I buy … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 11/09/2015 – a Blessing of Revelation