Happy Rosh Hashana: Burning the Old Year

For my incredible Jewish friends and family. Happy Rosh Hashana. Here’s a recent painting and a Happy New Year poem, of sorts. It’s written by Naomi Shihab Nye, a Palestinian-Arab American.

“Letters swallow themselves in seconds.
Notes friends tied to the doorknob,
transparent scarlet paper,
sizzle like moth wings,
marry the air.

So much of any year is flammable,
lists of vegetables, partial poems.
Orange swirling flame of days,
so little is a stone.

Where there was something and suddenly isn’t,
an absence shouts, celebrates, leaves a space.
I begin again with the smallest numbers.

Quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,
only the things I didn’t do
crackle after the blazing dies.”








7 thoughts on “Happy Rosh Hashana: Burning the Old Year

  1. Lovely post Laurel. Clearly the hand is becoming your “signature” motif! Happy New Year. May you be Blessed with good things many times over.

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