This is from my friend, Bill Casselman *to whom I forwarded the Meyers' poem): Bert Meyers "The Garlic" is extrasavoury because of his playfulness with the often strictly kosher severity of most rabbinical pronunciamentos about Judaism. Zizt mir gut! (Yiddish: I liked it!)
A Jewish poet who fiddles with metaphorical synagogues? Yes!
Yes, Bill Casselman, whom I have known for a half-century (!) is pauselessly brilliant. He has the most inquiring, processing ear I have ever encountered.
I'll never see garlic the same way again :) I love how it confronts some of the complexities of faith without judging or preaching. Another great pick
This is from my friend, Bill Casselman *to whom I forwarded the Meyers' poem): Bert Meyers "The Garlic" is extrasavoury because of his playfulness with the often strictly kosher severity of most rabbinical pronunciamentos about Judaism. Zizt mir gut! (Yiddish: I liked it!)
A Jewish poet who fiddles with metaphorical synagogues? Yes!
Thank you for sharing our poems around, Gary — what a thoughtful response🌻
Yes, Bill Casselman, whom I have known for a half-century (!) is pauselessly brilliant. He has the most inquiring, processing ear I have ever encountered.
Robustly, piquanty wonderful.
“Rabbi of condiments,/ whose breath is a verb” is an opening that doesn’t just engage all my senses, it slams into all of them.
Right?! I love this poem and feel this way about most of Bert Meyer’s poems!
What a poem. My uncles fill... Thank you.