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Code RED

Posted on November 13, 2023 by jillbpearlman

RED.  Indelible.  Dipped in. Day-glo, night-glow leaf show. The color arborindifferent to our words –  wobbly, spanning our confusion. Words spin on the turntable of language. The mixed-use heart.All warmth and passion or is it all red fury? Red Alert – a love or war  … Continue reading →

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The Annals of Avoidance

Posted on October 30, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Days and days and days.  In a week.  So many ways to distract self.  The annals of avoidance would fill a book of the world.  What else could lure me to my closet and sort out my sock and tights, search for runs, holes, … Continue reading →

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Back to Hard Ground

Posted on October 23, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Trees are shedding their summer hair.What a tiny comb was used for grooming –tufts pile on the sidewalk, bright and seething. Where were we when we lost our crickets?Softly, softly they left us without a sound,dark-ness falls hard on hard … Continue reading →

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Half-Baked Prayer (So Far, So Near)

Posted on October 16, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Because I still have an oven, I can bake bread and knock on the crust: a hostage might answer.Because yeast is alive for a short time,embroider my name in your handmade world. Oh long reams of sheets on the ironing board, I … Continue reading →

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Beyond Belief

Posted on October 9, 2023 by jillbpearlman

To not know; to think only about the usual mixed feelings of crossing back to “real life” after a holiday, with tender feet and breathing open pores.  To be one of the ravers in the Israeli desert dancing under the starry October … Continue reading →

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All the Days of Awe

Posted on September 24, 2023 by jillbpearlman

The Days of Awe open on Rosh Hashanah and close on Yom Kippur. When my birthday falls on Rosh Hashanah, it gets lost in the birthday of the world; when it falls on Yom Kippur, celebrations turn sober and thin. … Continue reading →

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Blasting Complacency

Posted on September 18, 2023 by jillbpearlman

When the same word floats up from the most disparate-seeming characters.  My yoga teacher. My poetry mentor. A black hat rabbi. The list would be disparate enough without Baudelaire – but the dark prince poet was at the forefront in demanding … Continue reading →

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Wording in the Rain

Posted on September 11, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Finally it rains. Slapping and paddling the thick leaves; gliding down (d)rain pipes to be spit out onto recumbent weeds, filling puddles that I see mixed with the mesh of my screen window.  Puddles like a running woman, arms outstretched, hair … Continue reading →

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Age, Relatives, Lo-Lee-Ta

Posted on September 3, 2023 by jillbpearlman

My dad used to say, at age 65, I still haven’t decided what I want to be when I grow up. My daughter used to say, around age 5, I miss my childhood.  Traveling in their heads, forward, backward, time moving … Continue reading →

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Slanting

Posted on August 27, 2023 by jillbpearlman

Who knew, at the bend,a long slant sun would meet me, we’d eat a burst of tomatoes at night, already in shadow, a wall of sound, sonic cricketslike monks in saffron robes  lined from here to the mountains,soft, soft their silken … Continue reading →

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