The awesome Jewish poetry magazine The Blue Jew Yorker has its new issue online today. It probably seems like I’m telling you to go read it because of my poem, “The Other Universe of Paris Hilton,” which takes place in an alternate universe where Paris is responsible and Orthodox Jew (and she always wakes up to pray at exactly the right time before sunrise), and I’m a drunken heiress.
But that wouldn’t be one-tenth of it. Legitimate (and goood) poet and professor Charles Bernstein gives this very Addams Family-like gothic poem called “Rivulets of Dead Jew.” There’s a furious poem called “It Takes Awhile” by Heather Bell, and Samuel Menashe, who’s basically a living legend of poetry (don’t believe me? read the MJL article), has a new poem, “Adam Means Earth,” which is as brief and brilliant as anything he’s ever written (and that’s saying something):
I am the man
Whose name is mud
But whatâ€™s in a name
READ THE REST >
But my favorite might be this tiny little poem by Gary Levine. It’s a love song to his siddur.
It goes wherever I go
My little blue worn siddur
Tattered and well used, cover bent and dog eared.
Wrinkled from praying in the rain
On the way to shul on Pesach day
Wine stains on page 178 & 179
Made while standing making Kiddish by a hospital bed
Pronounced: shool (oo as in cool), Origin: Yiddish, synagogue.