WORDS THAT BREATHE

A poem about the challenges of finding poetry (and meaning I can hold onto) during shloshim for my father

A poem about that first day after shiva, when a mourner walks into a room of people for the first time. About my experience mourning Papa (my father Ken Kipnes).

A poem written on a Jetblue flight carrying me home from my father's funeral. Flying as a metaphor...

Spoken word poetry about a rabbi who now has to be the one who sits shiva and let's other take care of him.

Spoken word poetry about seeing Dad in the mirror, and seeing dad within me.

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.

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.

Spoken Word Poem: Our congregant kid was in that Country Western Dance Bar. He's Okay. I'm not. I've had enough.

Spoken Word Poetry on why American Jews must vote. Its a mitzvah!

Did God create a world before this one? Spoken-word poetry on Genesis.

Four college buddies gather together for a guy's weekend reunion. Open hearted sharing ensues. A spoken word poem.

A Spoken Word Poem about the pain some love with and through

Reflections on holding a newborn baby

Spoken word poetry seeking to find sanity during the tensions at the Gaza border.

It’s Surreal: A Spoken Word Commentary. Seeking ... Something, after Rabbi Aaron Panken’s death

I’m up at 3:30 am, jetlagged. A Spoken Word Commentary