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Peter Himmelman

Poem

Early Morning Text

By On November 24, 2018

  Hey. It’s 4:43 AM in Jerusalem. I just woke up crying, from the sweetest/saddest dream. I was holding you. It was your b-day but I couldn’t remember how old u were.… Read More

Essay

Beyond Brisket: The Soul Of Rosh Hashana

By On September 9, 2018

You get up at 6:15 AM to make it from Santa Monica to the Persian kosher market in the Pico Robertson neighborhood of LA by 6:45. They open their doors at seven,… Read More

Poem

Tomorrow Is The Full Moon

By On August 17, 2018

  There is light from overhead. And there is full-moon light that leaks through your walls. Light that seeps through your clothes and worms in your thoughts.   A thing so silent… Read More

Poem

At The Indaba

By On May 8, 2018

And as we dared to be human they moved behind us and began to blow again, propelling us to places our natural strengths could never carry us.… Read More

Poem

The Ungraspables

By On April 30, 2018

What is good is what is here. And for this we must both laugh and sing.… Read More

Poem

As Evening Became Night

By On April 18, 2018

A poem for those in it for the long run.… Read More

Poem

Fact Of Life (#324)

By On April 10, 2018

A fact of life. … Read More

Poem

Standing Hatless In The Cathedral

By On March 27, 2018

What I felt when I was asked to remove my hat.… Read More

Poem

Paris At 6:56 AM

By On March 23, 2018

I am looking to become someone else entirely.   At least to be not what I have been.   To be what I would become on my very last of measured days.… Read More

Essay

A Deeply Felt Experience Of The Details

By On December 14, 2017

Only seconds before he ripped the larynx straight out of my neck, I had what I can only describe as a miraculous life-saving revelation. … Read More

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