I have wanted to start a review section of Jewish literature and art for some time. While the author I am showcasing today is not Jewish, her poem moved me to think about Judaism and its deep ties to our ancestors. A.S. Sonder wrote: “I see in myself my ancestors, my blood’s memories: Barefoot, fingers in the clay, bathing in the pale moonlight, of a cool autumn night.” The line that moved me the most was “my ancestors, my blood’s... Read more