l'shanah tovah--a sweet new year
cole krawitz reached out today to pass along some poems and good wishes as we enter the new Jewish year.
May this newness, this time of shedding old skins to embrace our truest selves, to returning to our deepest selves, find all of you in the warmest of spirits, today and tomorrow. May this return not only strengthen our truest selves, but our collective strength in building and transforming the world we do seek.
nice. in the new year's spirit of hesbon nefesh, or taking stock of one's soul, cole offers this fine marge piercy poem:
Old moon cradling the new moon (listen to her read)
What we have known is fully formed
but fading, a chord no longer quite
audible but resonating in the bones.
What we will be together is just a sliver
of light, a whisper, a tone too high
to hear yet but alerting the nerves.
What we have been contains
what we will be, although it is new
as first milk from a swollen breast.
What we desire rides the night
like a storm of tiny feathers, blossoms
of ice and pinpricks of fire.
Where we will go is rooted in where
we have been, in each other’s arms
as if twinned in the womb, and now
the womb opens on a new beast
an elegant hybrid of cat and eagle,
a flower fully armed and fragrant
with the essences of could be, might
be, want to be, with the promise of birth
under the sign of the skinniest moon.