A Poem for Sukkot
A Poem on Sukkot By Paul Singer Frail temporary shelters, Insubstantial walls. Open to the sky, Heaven visible from within. Four species, One soul. Four directions, One home. Wandering […]
A Poem on Sukkot By Paul Singer Frail temporary shelters, Insubstantial walls. Open to the sky, Heaven visible from within. Four species, One soul. Four directions, One home. Wandering […]
מבבַּסֻּכֹּת תֵּשְׁבוּ שִׁבְעַת יָמִים כָּל הָאֶזְרָח בְּיִשְׂרָאֵל יֵשְׁבוּ בַּסֻּכֹּת מבבַּסֻּכֹּת תֵּשְׁבוּ שִׁבְעַת יָמִים כָּל הָאֶזְרָח בְּיִשְׂרָאֵל יֵשְׁבוּ בַּסֻּכֹּת: “For a seven-day period you shall live in booths. Every resident among […]