Poetry
Chava Rosenfarb’s poetry by other means.
Samuel Greenberg.
An admirer of Marc Chagall and a muse to Bruno Schulz.
A great Yiddish poet’s past and future.
Post-Holocaust towns populated by biblical ghosts.
“Lava its seeds. Atoms/ Fermented forth primevally.”
H. Leyvik’s masterpiece.
Black Honey.
Marion and Celia Moss, poets “of the Hebrew nation.”
Of refugees and pigeons.
Shem Tov of Carrión.
It is almost as if English and Hebrew had gotten together and decided, “Yes, we don’t as a rule do well rhyme-wise, but for Raḥel we’ll make a special effort.”
Young trees covered in snow, . . . charmingly disturbing,
Raḥel will be read, sung, and recited long after many excellent Hebrew poets of her age, men and women alike, have been confined within classroom walls.
