Category Archives: Death and mourning

What does Judaism have to say about death? — The JPost

http://m.jpost.com/Jerusalem-Report/Tackling-the-Big-D-467209?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=gplus#article=6017NTE2MTc0RTVBQjQ2QjdERTc0OUU4QjQ2RDc1OTMxRTc= As Robert Frost did say one thing he is sure about life is that it does go on. Kafka said in a bit more morose  tone “The meaning if life is that it ends.” personally i prefer the mystic … Continue reading

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30 attend stranger’s funeral in New York – Arutz Sheva

http://www.israelnationalnews.com/News/News.aspx/216766 Thoughts about  the elderly and death: Elenor Rigby story she lived alone ,never had children but she lived in a society,and even taught in one of the most well known music schools. where are the faculty members?the students she … Continue reading

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stopping by the stream on a summer day

inspired by Robert Frost’s stopping by the woods on a snowy evening. Stopping by the stream on a summer day whose stream this is i think i know but he does not live in the village or anywhere near. He … Continue reading

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love potion no. 9

“Everything comes back,whether you want it or not, all covered in dead earth and stumbling like a Zombi,and you can’t say no to “it”   -In darkness by Nick lake Zombi -a metaphor “a particulary good example of what was … Continue reading

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Ghost town

Sometimes I expect her to be standing in the sun, her nose white from a thick protective cream, She is struggling to carry a load of heavy grocery bags Unwilling to accept help, And she insists So stubborn to ignore … Continue reading

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Trying to imagine

In  blessed memory of my mother This morning As morning had broken I tried imagining Your last morning On earth, Did you know It would be The last time You would see the light flood the sky With bright blue? … Continue reading

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a poem or two about spring

“Spring is like a perhaps hand  (Which comes carefully out of  Nowhere ) arranging  a window , into which people look ( while  people stare  arranging and changing placing  carefully there a strange  thing and a known thing here ) and  … Continue reading

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