tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88129859629703100092011-04-21T15:32:53.417-07:00Sharing excerpts from my poetry and the poetry of others, this journey begins in a Jewish world, and will continue in a feminist world and on to many other worlds.Judith Zukermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00775897658517899323noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812985962970310009.post-18460025093255846612009-05-29T08:25:00.000-07:002009-05-29T08:54:59.080-07:00<div>Week One</div><div><br /></div>reflecting inner light from youth's lily pond<div>I walk in forests</div><div>where trees stripped bare stand,</div><div><br /></div><div>Malbim's sculptures in Haifa's garden by the sea,</div><div>where I see more than spruce and pine still</div><div>greening, my own reflective life -</div><div><br /></div><div>     - Judith Zukerman</div><div><br /></div><div>                  Excerpt from <span style="font-style:italic;"><span style="font-style:italic;">Cheshvan</span></span>,<span style="font-style:italic;"> The Deronda Review</span></div><span style="font-style:italic;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8812985962970310009-1846002509325584661?l=judithzukermanpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Judith Zukermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00775897658517899323noreply@blogger.com0