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profile [Nov. 17th, 2010|11:03 pm]
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HEY!! thought you will like to know that Candi_Cruz its now live on dirtystage watch it now.. don miss it!

Poets House poetry books exhibit and readings [Jul. 13th, 2010|06:30 pm]
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Every year Poets House holds an exhibit of all the poetry books published in the previous year which visitors can browse and examine. This year the annual Poetry Showcase continues all this month, and a series of readings will be held in which all the poets reading have had books published in the past year. Some of these poets are Jewish, and some of their poems reflect a Jewish sensibility. Estha Weiner, who will read her work Thursday evening July 15, was a classmate of your NY Jewish Culture examiner when he was a creative writing graduate student and is the author of The Mistress Manuscript (Book Works, 2009) and Transfiguration Begins At Home (Tiger Bark Press, 2009). I first brought Rachel Levitsky to my readers attention in a long April events list article. She is the author of Neighbor (Ugly Duckling Press, 2009) and will read at Poets House a week from Thursday, July 22. Admission to the exhibit and the readings is free.

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GenderPac's Leadership Summit! [Mar. 21st, 2007|12:48 pm]
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Please join GenderPAC for Bridge the Gap: Gender Rights / Human Rights, the 2007 GenderYOUTH Leadership Summit, is an action-oriented, three-day educational gathering of youth and students working to get gender recognized as a fundamental human right.
Bridge the Gap will feature workshops and events such as the Gender Theory Institute, the 12th Annual National Gender Lobby Day, and a Gender Mini-Film Festival. Join academics and activists in discussions about gender stereotypes, gender and race, the emerging US human rights movements, and the love-hate relationship between feminism and queer theory. Register for the Summit today at www.gpac.org/summit!

May 17 – 19 in Washington, DC
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"Little Promises" [Aug. 1st, 2006|07:04 pm]
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My translation of Rachel Eshed's book of poems is now featured on my publisher's website:

In its Hebrew original, this collection of intense erotic poetry won the 1992 AKUM prize in Israel. Novelist Tsipi Keller says, "It is hard to speak of Rachel Eshed’s poetry without mentioning 'fire' – her poems virtually burn on the page, and David Cooper’s renditions not only do justice to the original but magnify its richness."
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*The ABC's of Being A Jew....* [Oct. 26th, 2005|11:49 am]
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[mood |guiltyguilty]

I was sent this by a very good friend of mine, as a JOKE, so don't go getting all offended or anything.

*The ABC's of Being A Jew....*

Always carry your Torah around
Be as cheap as possible
Call other Jews just to say 'Shalom'
Dominate businesses and control the media
Eat Kosher foods
Finish your Cafilta Fish
Give Secret Chanukah presents, not Secret Santa's
Hold Friday nights open for Shabbats dinner
Indicate that you are a Jew on your college application
Keeps pork out of your refrigerator
Live on Long Island
Move your sixteen children around in a triple stroller
Ninety Second Street Y
Overbearing mothers oyyyy
Quietly sing old popular jewish songs everywhere you go but to yourself so you don't get embarrassed
Return everything you buy after you’ve worn it
Shiksa Goddesses are what you wish you could marry
Temple everyday (yea ok)
Under your yarmulke, have most likely curly hair
Very beautiful complexion
Women wear wigs and men wear yarmulkes
Xoxo other Jews
Yom Kippur.... a Holiday you celebrate but know nothing about
Zaps gentiles with tasers

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Jewish South [Oct. 17th, 2005|03:55 pm]
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[mood |nostalgicnostalgic]

A town full of Jewishness.
Can't move on Peachtree Battle.
Walk from your car as the ground goes rattle.
Services aren't full anymore like the used to be.
And you sit there wondering to yourself, how can this be?
Although most seats are still full, there used to not be a seat left in the house.
But, we have a cool new Rabbi, so it's quiet as a mouse.
Our cantor likes to rock,
He's one heck of a singing jock.
Yet the seats aren't full. I think to myself how it's become the Turner Field of Shuls.
I always remember sitting there as a kid. Playing with the strings of my dad's tallis.
Fond famimly memories linger in our seats.
Times that you couldn't beat.
Always going to CostCo after servicse to get food for Break The Fast.
Who knew that all this time would pass...so very fast.
Yet, to my suprise, my brother and two friends came along, which help you laugh and remain strong.
It's a place someday I want to bring my children. And have them pull on my tallis strings.
Where might this be you ask?

Ahavath Achim, of course! The largest synogogue in the Southeast!
Sadly, it's politics run amuck. But it's the only synogogue we've had luck. It's the only one I've evern known, and it's a place up I've grown.
I can't make this poem to long, as I have to get back to work.
I love days we get to skip school and work just to go to shull. And eat at Goldberg's after praying hard as can be. Jewish life in Atlanta, it's quite fun, as you can see!
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(no subject) [Oct. 12th, 2005|04:13 pm]
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[music |"King Without a Crown" Matisyahu]

New to this community, but hi! My hebrew name is Chaia Esther, and I love poetry. Was wondering if I could post a not-so-great college essay idea for critiquing. Anything would be very helpful. Thanks!

One of my names is ***** ********* *****. And the other, although a mouthful, is Chaia Esther Bat-Avracham V’Yehudit. From looking at me, no one would guess my heritage or my religion. My hair and eye color and complexion mask this source of identity. In Hebrew school, my teachers used me as an example of an Aryan when we studied the Holocaust. When people -Jewish or otherwise -find out my religion, they ask if I am “full Jewish”. I answer that yes, both my parents and all of my grandparents are Jewish. No matter my appearance, I feel very passionately about my religion and culture.
I began questioning my religion and my Jewish studies before my bat-mitzvah in seventh grade. I wasn’t willing to let myself do something that I didn’t believe in, and my parents were proud that I was thinking for myself. Were the stories from the Torah really true? Did I really believe that there was a G-d? I contemplated the teachings, read the translations for the Hebrew prayers, and examined the reasons for our many traditions. I want to remain committed to learning more. Hebrew always intrigued me. In Hebrew school we learn to read, write, and chant Hebrew, but we do not learn to understand the language fluently. I’ve memorized countless prayers but have no idea what some of them mean. It has always been my goal to take classes to learn how to translate Hebrew as well as conversational Hebrew. The Hebrew letters do not always have a corresponding English letter that makes the same sound. This applies to the vowels as well, since the vowels are not actual letters but lines or dots in different orders beneath the letters. When writing in cursive, vowels are not even used. The exotic traits of the language intrigued me and I wanted to be the Eliezar Ben-Yehuda of my class. Just like how he brought Hebrew back to Israel, I would bring the language to an understanding in Fairfax, Virginia.
I’ve looked forward to college for a long time so that I can finally explore further. Not just Hebrew, but other parts of my religion and how it compares to others. My comparative religion class in Hebrew High was one of the most helpful classes for a tenth-grader meeting so many different people in a huge high school. I imagine that in college, I would be able to explore these subjects and others in much more depth. If I walked into a synagogue and took a poll of who believed in G-d and who didn’t, I would get some very interesting data. We are free to explore the religion and believe in different aspects of it, while still being as Jewish as the people dovening (praying) next to us. I would like to have this same experience in a classroom where there are so many different opinions that could all be correct; where I would debate and discuss new topics that contribute to my own and others’ identities.
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I'm new [Jul. 22nd, 2005|06:10 pm]
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Hey.. I just found this community as I was looking for somewhere to write this poem I just wrote. I hope you enjoy. Comments are welcomed :)

Seventh Day

It’s almost time
To let us rest
On this seventh day
Creation all over again
In a nutshell each time
And it’s almost time
For us to reflect
On these past seven days
So as not to forget
We cannot go on any longer
Without pausing for breath
We are in need of remembering
The importance of
These past seven days
We have lived in this life
It would be a horrible tragedy
To not remember all of the
Sorrow and joy
Remember each moment
Hold on to the good
And let the bad slip away
Just please remember
Don’t forget
How much you live
In these days
It’s a marvelous and
Magical mystery we live
With miracles as we wake
And open our eyes every morning
As we lay in bed and shut our eyes
Falling into our dreams
Miracles occur
So we must reflect on all of this
This seventh day
Is approaching us fast
Must be for us
To recognize each beat
Our hearts continue to make
So it’s almost time
To let this rest begin
What a peaceful way
To remember these days
Yeah, what a peaceful way
Mmm Hmmm
To remember these days
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(no subject) [Jul. 15th, 2005|01:34 pm]
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[music |pete seeger]

i got a banjo and ever since i've been writing psalm-like bluegrass banjo songs. there seems to be something srong with the whole hasidic jew riding a horse down the dusty trail picture. (not that i'm hasidic)
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This Week It's Blood Oranges [Jul. 4th, 2005|10:19 pm]
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This Week It’s Blood Oranges

Every Wednesday at the competing Russian
fruit stalls on opposing corners, I search
the lugs for a special price. One week
it’s seedless grapes, the next, tiny apricots.

At home in the drawer the stainless steel
knife—“never needs sharpening!”—
lies in wait for the bag of Blood Oranges,
this week’s special purchase, practically a give-away.

I slice them thin, thin, spread them out
flat on the plate, as suddenly they remind me
of human bodies lying on a highway
blocking all the roads leading to Gush Katif.

From my kitchen, it all seems silly, and hopeless,
and God forbid, I don’t want to sound like a Zionist,
but somehow, deep in every fruited Jew-heart
lurks a still corner that when pricked, bleeds orange.

copyright 2005 Ben Pincus
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