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What more could I ask for than a chair at your bright yellow table, high as clear skies, pine trees, and the dusty red roofs of Jerusalem.Lori Levy's delicate poems oscillate vividly between the sensation of dayenu-moments, when we feel perfectly whole and at peace -and our craving to experience more: more of this life, again, more of this place, or another place, of another moment. Levy merges nostalgia and carpe diem as she recalls important stations of her journeys between Vermont, Israel, and California. To love means to know well: a person, a place, a specific shade of light at a precise hour of the day, the taste of her mother-in-law's kubeh dish. As we follow Levy's memories of her longings, joys, and loves we are reminded of how we can find permanence in every impermanent moment, savored in the present.
About the author
Lori Levy's poems have appeared in Rattle, Poet Lore, Nimrod International Journal, Paterson Literary Review, Poetry East, and numerous other print and online literary journals in the U.S., the U.K., and Israel. Her work has also been published in medical humanities journals and in Jewish journals, including Jewish Women's Literary Annual, Jewish Journal, European Judaism, Shirim, and The Reform Jewish Quarterly. Her bilingual poetry book, In the Mood for Orange, was published in Israel in 2007, and her chapbook of color-related poems is forthcoming from Kelsay Books in the fall.Levy lives with her extended family in Los Angeles, but "home" has also been Vermont and Israel and, for several months, Panama while visiting her son and granddaughters.
