Tag Archives: Morocco

Salt Water & Suffering

Posted on April 13, 2025 by jillbpearlman

Saying shema in the oldest synagoguein Fès part of a run-on sentence said before and after me,  as the long-gone rabbi still brays among lanterns and blue walls and sheep graze on the hillsides belowamong soul-white stones of the Jewish dead. As … Continue reading →

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Strait Up

Posted on April 6, 2025 by jillbpearlman

How narrow the narrow straits.  That divide us.  The width of a new moon.  The crescent of a fingernail clipping.  The narrows of sea washing between land fringed and scalloped – one side Africa, one side Europe.  A shudder of civilizations in that two-lidded eye … Continue reading →

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Lunching in Morocco during Ramadan

Posted on April 2, 2025 by jillbpearlman

To peer through the window, being Jewish, while the dominant culture celebrates its religious holiday; Christmas is the familiar scenario, but Ramadan a whole different thing. Three Ramadan weeks in Morocco, lunching in front of people who had woken at … Continue reading →

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The Shared Overlap of Skullcaps

Posted on March 23, 2025 by jillbpearlman

Naivëte, like a broken clock, gets it right twice daily. Jews and Muslims are cousins, are family, I hear in Morocco, from the taxi driver, the be-scarved woman  guarding a blue synagogue. Even though they should be cranky, be-swearing food and drink; even … Continue reading →

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