|Talmud Readers by Adolf Behrman|
I am a cultural Jew, a secular Jew, an ethnic Jew. As singer Arianne Zuckerman once said, I am "Jew-ish". Yet, I revere the tradition of the Talmud. As far as I know, it is the source of a great wealth of pride in the intellectual strength and heartened closeness to tradition that Jewish people have maintained throughout generations. We have kept our traditions intact because we are flexible. The Talmud is a massive compendium of volumes steeped in argumentation, discussion, rhetoric and criticism on the sacred text of the Torah. The Old Testament is not Old, it is vivified by thousands of years of continuous self-criticical analyses and contemplative thought. The Talmud is the tradition of intellectual meditation on the sacred word. No wonder why dream interpretation is honoured, as the Talmud is one of the oldest forms of imaginative interpretation known in book form. For more in-depth understanding of this quote, see Erich Fromm's work "Forgotten Language."
__________An old woman sits languorous outside the concert hall entranceway. Her excessive body weight slumps over a barstool with the heaping fatigue of an overworked heart. Yet, in her eye, there is a glint of sound reason, a harmonious vocation towards authentic humanity. I stop for a moment to share a few words with the curious and unseemly woman.
|Woman playing a kithara by Anoniem|
(Wall painting from Room H of the Villa of P. Fannius Synistor at Boscoreale)
|Two women at the street by Ernst Ludwig Kirchner|
____________The Italian connection, un-swayed by the prudent fire of tango nights
stirring wilderness roosts
in the back hall of some sterling porch façade
in the mundane sky of an after-party dimming
beside alcoholic whiteout praise
and the ruined name.
excerpt from "The ruined name"