Tiferet Tifs

Buoyed by a Bloom – by Anne Peek

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I was startled into hope by a sturdy bloom. In a murky week filled with fatigue, overwhelm and heartache, I bought a small pot of Gerbera daisies, bright raspberry red to cheer me up....
Peace is all thee is

HaTikvah – by Aviva Derenowski

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The Israeli national hymn is called “Hatikvah” which translates as “The Hope.” It expresses the hope of the Jewish people to settle in Israel, and make it their home, after an exile of two...

An Imperfect Body – by Thelma Zirkelbach

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My body is scarred. I was nineteen when my dress caught fire from a gas heater.  My brain said, "Don't run," but some primal instinct cried, "Run!"  As I raced from my room, flames...

The Body: A Barometer – by Jennifer Schaeffer

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The Body:  A Barometer It has been said that there are seven wonders of the world.  I think one was left off the list; the human body.  It is the greatest wonder of all.  When...

Living in the Almost – by Michael T. Young

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Hope is one half of the divided world. The other is apprehension. We are, in fact, haunted by the future as much as the past because we live in a distraction of expectation. Tantalus...

Writing on HOPE: The Psalmist’s Prayer – by Mary F. Burns

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The Psalms have  always been a source of wisdom, comfort, depth and wonder for me personally, and for countless millions who have read, recited, heard and studied them through millennia of history. They timelessly...
Sandell Morse

A Little Kiss – by Sandell Morse

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      The year was 1956. I was seventeen, a recent high school graduate, a dancer, a Rockette, my body my instrument, fiddle and bow, fingers on piano keys. Wolf whistles followed me as I walked...

a mediocre white man — by Maryah Converse

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My friend says, “I’ve been practicing not giving way, claiming my space,” bumping shoulders with men in suits who stride down the middle of the sidewalk, secure in the respect due their masculinity, and...
suns suns suns here they come

Stalking Anacrusis, Staying Upbeat – by Laurie Klein

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“Ana-what-sis,” you ask? Also translated “upbeat,” anacrusis signifies a pickup or lead-in: the notes and/or words preceding a song’s downbeat, like the “A” in “Amazing Grace,” or the initial, unstressed syllable(s) before a poem’s meter...

It Was 1975 – by Kyle Laws

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It Was 1975                                                                            I was supposed to look up the year of the abortion for Linda Lazzarini’s art installation—For Every She, There Is a He—and give his first name.  A month later, I apologized...