Tag Archives: human relationships

On lineage

Lineage has been an abstraction to me most of my life. But that began to change several years ago when I learned of  — and felt — the connection to my blood and spiritual ancestor Isaac Luria, a 16th century Kabbalah master, … Continue reading

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The Man in the Red Car

For m ROSE I was seven months pregnant — we were heading into town for my monthly doctor’s visit — when we first saw the man in the red car. It was on the Harpole Road, near the lone twisted … Continue reading

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The Dare

Frank and Ellen met when both were on the rebound. Ellen didn’t want to be involved with anyone for a while and told Frank so, right away, even though they’d just met. It was a heady way to start out, … Continue reading

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Second Glance No. 5

For G “…But the Kabbalah also knows of a more esoteric possibility…, no doubt heretical, that there shall come a day when…[w]ords will rebel against man. They will shake off the servitude of meaning…’become themselves, and dead as stones in … Continue reading

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The List

“Willis, you must turn out the light. You’re bothering James, and it’s hardly the first time. He’s complained before how you turn the light back on after curfew and keep him awake. It’s unacceptable for you to disturb another resident.” … Continue reading

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Next Act

Sacred rites have Hidden players Anticlimax, unbidden, Steals the scene The trap door opens The protagonists fall through Their lines forgotten They laugh and scream in the dark Above, an audience of corpses Applauds with gusto The curtain closes Everyone … Continue reading

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When He’s Gone

She doesn’t know how to explain it, what comes over her when he’s gone. It’s as if, when he’s around, all the energy she has goes his way, feeds him and the life they have in common. It’s not that … Continue reading

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Lustrum

Tonight along the avenue, street lights and store lights, automobile headlights and taillights, flicker across puddles born of days of rain. I find myself watching women. Gumbo of dirt and stones and leaves spills onto pavement that shuttles it this … Continue reading

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Chores and Pleasures

This morning as We three cut wood I thought about pioneering days when Life was chores. Survival May have depended on a morning’s work like ours Lovemaking, even, may have been a chore This afternoon as You play backgammon with … Continue reading

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Hunting and Gathering in the 1980s

I Nothing has grown here for a thousand years There are no nutrients here Things live by a different energy Magic once crested these breezes but That magic is gone II Today’s totems are pressed from the Tiny skeletons of … Continue reading

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