Let Them Not Say Jane Hirshfield Let them not say: we did not see it. We saw. Let them not say: we did not hear it. We heard. Let them not say: they did not taste it. We ate, we trembled. Let them not say: it was not spoken, not written. We spoke, we … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 02/09/2017 -We saw, we heard, we spoke, we did not-enough
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Praying with Fringes 09/05/2016 – In every instant, two gates.
Bees Jane Hirshfield In every instant, two gates. One opens to fragrant paradise, one to hell. Mostly we go through neither. Mostly we nod to our neighbor, lean down to pick up the paper, go back into the house. But the faint cries—ecstasy? horror? Or did you think it the sound of distant bees, making … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 09/05/2016 – In every instant, two gates.
Praying with Fringes 9/14/2015 – In every instant, two gates
Bees Jane Hirshfield In every instant, two gates. One opens to fragrant paradise, one to hell. Mostly we go through neither. Mostly we nod to our neighbor, lean down to pick up the paper, go back into the house. But the faint cries — ecstasy? horror? Or did you think it the sound of distant … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 9/14/2015 – In every instant, two gates
Fringes: a feminist, non-zionist havurah 