Monthly Archives: March 2011

daily kaddish: miss pants z”l

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A kaddish for Velvet Marquesa Candace, aka Candy Pants, the smartest and toughest black lab I ever knew, whose Yahrtzeit was yesterday. Continue reading

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daily kaddish: nose surgery, percocet, and pants

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Today is Candy Pants’ Yahrtzeit, but we’re going to have to mark that tomorrow—I’m in too much pain from nose surgery today, which is oddly fitting. Continue reading

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the meat and the messiah — a kaddish

— sacrifice/d — sometimes with a prayer  — defined by others (i.e. often passive recipients of the category) — unnatural arc, so who would make this stuff up? — untimely demise — averting being wrinkled, old, or unlovely — they … Continue reading

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daily kaddish: for the george lawson gallery being in san francisco

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After twenty-six acclaimed exhibitions, the George Lawson Gallery will close its doors and move south to Los Angeles. A kaddish for having our friend and his gallery around, nearby. Continue reading

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a kaddish for disappearing islands

This book caught my attention today and I couldn’t put it down. Plunked down my little piece of plastic and carried the irresistible treasure back to Brooklyn. It’s called: Atlas of Remote Islands: Fifty Islands I Have Never Set Foot … Continue reading

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daily kaddish: for the islands

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A response to Mira’s kaddish for the islands slipping into the sea. Continue reading

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another kaddish for japan’s daughters and sons: on scale-slipping and tragedy

A kaddish for all the sons and daughters Japan has lost and will continue losing in the aftermath of this devastation, whose enormous universal scale I cannot comprehend, whose personal scale is also enormous in its minute detail. On how we use scale-slipping to cope with tragedy. A reply to Mira’s kaddish one daughter at a time. Continue reading

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daily kaddish: for a lump of clay

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Mira’s beautiful post from this morning about winter struck a nerve with me.

I marvel at her ability to celebrate rebirth, welcome surprises, and plan to keep molding her lump of clay. I usually feel that way myself—I’m having a great life, and I’m looking forward to seeing how the rest of it plays out. But today I find myself wanting to bake my lump of clay hard, in this lovely shape it has today not wanting surprises.

I know she’s right. That’s not how this lifetime works, and I need to go on molding and rolling with the surprises.

So this is a kaddish for a lump of clay. Continue reading

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a kaddish for winter

I’ve been thinking about rebirth a lot, lately and wondering why.  All that rebirth stuff — I’ve always thought of it as merely wishful thinking, codified into religious precepts, to ease the mind regarding inescapable misery. Rebirth, opiate of the … Continue reading

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daily kaddish: fluegelhorn shabbes

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The end of a long week arrives and I’m in no mood to play a long, slow, mournful Kaddish, so instead I break out the fluegelhorn and toss off a playful Kaddish to kick off Shabbes. Continue reading

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