USHPIZIN.

you are 

welcome

at all my tables.

come wine

and come whine,

in purest delight.

holding hands

under stars

slipping through fishnet

holes in the galaxy

so they can land

in our eyes.

in the sukkah, 

we are family

from different veins

and different times

but never changing,

technicolor siblings.

let us eat our meals

in a dwelling 

meant to blow away

another day.

today,

we feast.

Reviews

[Vol]

Emunah,
Nothing like someone else's delicious table to excite the night... I'm reminded of my Italian friend, Buddy, all those years ago where everyone was welcome to his long family dining table. there would be his family of five and another five almost strangers invited by one or another sister or brother. There was a bottle of wine between each couple and by the end of the meal there was laughter, dirty jokes, and Asti Spumante for desert.
Hospitality is a blessing in a crazy world.
Vol