In a couple of days we will reach the milestone of 80,000 visits to this blog. I no longer call it a poetry blog, because the poetry has long been inseparable from the photography, and both are now accompanied by prose writing on several subjects that are close to my heart.
I would like to thank each and every one of you, my loyal readers, for your continued interest and enthusiasm. Please feel free to comment on the blog posts themselves, or to send me your comments by e-mail: exolinguist at gmail dot com.
Once again, thank you, merci, gracias, obrigado, grazie, wadó, ꮹꮩ.
In the meantime, here we are, living in very strange times, eerily reminiscent of the fourteenth-century Black Plague. This is the time to create our masterpieces, should we be given sufficient time. It is also time to unite as a planet, and care for each other.
If it is something that you do, it may also be time to pray. In fact, it may be time to say Kaddish every day (not the beautiful song linked below, but the actual prayer) for those we have lost and are losing. Forget about having a minyan (prayer quorum). Just shoulder the responsibility for our sisters and brothers and do this, whether you think they are related or not (they are), and do whatever else you may be able to do. The doing will be its own reward.
Ofra Haza: Kaddish
Text © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.
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