Would You Step on my Dance Floor with a Machine Gun?
Emilie Vallieres – The late afternoon light is the one I prefer It makes the life around so much brighter The wind calms down, yields the sound of the infinite Out of time Out of touch In a country so proud to shine with virtue It is still October 6th for you and me I […]
Will I Be the One Who Pays?
Boaz Zaidler – It is not easy for me to write about October 7th without mixing in politics. And though we saw it coming, it still surprised us. It surprised me. And I may be the one paying the price. But that’s how I operate. Packing a bag, kissing my girlfriend goodbye. Leaving. Heading north […]
The Stench of Death
Dr Mehak Burza – I was in Phuket, Thailand on October 7 getting ready for a day-long boat ride while answering emails about the virtual Holocaust International conference I planned to host a week later from New Delhi – on the 14th of October – when I got an email: ‘perhaps we should postpone the […]
‘That’ Day
Professor William Kolbrener – That day my life changed. I stopped writing scholarly articles; I put aside a book project. After October 7th, I left a job as academic director of a non-profit fighting antisemitism. I did not want to fight antisemitism on the battlefield of ideas: the battlefield had come to my home. We […]
The Day the University Died
William Kolbrener The only hope for the Humanities, and the Liberal Arts, and the American University, had been the eradication of antisemitism from its midst. But with October 7th and its aftermath, the calls for genocide of Jews on university campuses, and I say this as an English Professor, the University is not DOA. For […]
Poetry Against Poets
Naomi Ruth Henoch, written in a WW Workshop the week after October 7
Suspended High Above
My balance hangs between outstretched arms and pointed toes. My taught muscles work by rote. I am suspended high above you, so that I am beautiful, the graceful command of limbs looks to you, like a fluid dance. There is a forcefield around me. I do not hear the rush of the crowd, I do […]
