tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12975182.post577630550115930728..comments2017-01-15T16:30:51.865-06:00Comments on A Big Jewish Blog: Siddur Kol HevelE. M. Selingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00426524354823232002noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12975182.post-21266581168654011512007-06-05T14:48:00.000-05:002007-06-05T14:48:00.000-05:00I've written a number of songs which I think of as...I've written a number of songs which I think of as "contrapuntal Jewish songs" in the sense you intent. They're linked <A HREF="http://www.sccs.swarthmore.edu/users/01/bnewman/songs/#relig" REL="nofollow">here</A>. I'd especially recommend "Shechinah" (for Shabbat), "Starlight through Woven Branches" (for Sukkot), "Masquerade" (for Purim), "The Holy Mountain", and "Tzur Hashlishi".<BR/><BR/>Feel free to link to and/or include those lyrics and MP3s in any web-based thing that you create, but if you want to include them in anything typeset and printed, please contact me (at the email address which can be reasonably inferred from the linked URL) first. Good luck!bnewmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08855557910096337885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12975182.post-42876821370898558062007-05-29T15:56:00.000-05:002007-05-29T15:56:00.000-05:00Here's another one I love. It's a classic. (A clos...Here's another one I love. It's a classic. (A close runner-up: the Mary Oliver poem "Morning Poem," which appears below the footnote line on the page containing Yishtabach in the Reconstructionist weekday siddur...)<BR/><BR/>Wild Geese<BR/>by Mary Oliver<BR/><BR/>You do not have to be good.<BR/>You do not have to walk on your knees<BR/>for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.<BR/>You only have to let the soft animal of your body<BR/>love what it loves.<BR/>Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.<BR/>Meanwhile the world goes on.<BR/>Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain<BR/>are moving across the landscapes, <BR/>over the prairies and the deep trees,<BR/>the mountains and the rivers.<BR/>Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,<BR/>are heading home again.<BR/>Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, <BR/>the world offers itself to your imagination,<BR/>calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting — <BR/>over and over announcing your place <BR/>in the family of things.<BR/><BR/>from Dream Work by Mary Oliver <BR/>published by Atlantic Monthly Pressrbarenblathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10882606147795083729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12975182.post-55112071064320822732007-05-27T12:33:00.000-05:002007-05-27T12:33:00.000-05:00A fascinating project, Eric. I'll be curious to se...A fascinating project, Eric. I'll be curious to see how this unfolds over time.<BR/><BR/>Are you interested only in weekday and Shabbat material, or also in material for various festivals? <BR/><BR/>I ask because poet and liturgist Catherine Madsen wrote a kind of alternate Avinu Malkeinu, which I posted a few years ago in <A HREF="http://velveteenrabbi.blogs.com/blog/2004/09/on_fathers_and_.html" REL="nofollow">this post</A>. It knocks me off-kilter and I think it's really powerful.rbarenblathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10882606147795083729noreply@blogger.com