EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE -
ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Thursday, September 21, 2017
shofar
segregated by his guilt
he sits alone in the
high holiday crowd
supplicant before G-d
whose forgiveness
rings in the wail
of the shofar, but
only so far as
he can forgive
himself
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