Spoken word poetry about seeing Dad in the mirror, and seeing dad within me.
Tag: Papa
“Reality of a Death” Mantra
A mantra that I repeated again and again when I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that my father had in fact died.
I Never Knew: A Rabbi’s Poem about Mourning
A spoken word poem about a rabbi who realizes that after all the pastoral support for people whose loved ones have died, he never really knew what it felt like. Until his own father died.
Father Knows How. When Will I?
I always wondered how my Dad gained all that wisdom and I wondered if I would ever gain that depth of wisdom to be able to help my children when they needed to navigate their lives.