Zev Steinberg is from Boston, and has a real estate company with my brother. Writing is cathartic hobby for Zev. As he writes, "When emotions are jumbled like a puzzle and its hard to piece together and verbalize exactly what I am feeling, I can always sit down with a thousand words and unscramble them, move them this way or that, change them out, put them back, rearrange - until they say something that somewhat sounds like what my soul is feeling."
Zev, the author of this poem, felt the need to write it after learning of the tragedy in Pittsburgh. For Zev, he thought immediately of the little boy whose bris it was that Shabbat morning and wrote…this in his honor. Dedicated to the baby who was to be named at the Tree of Life Synagogue in Pittsburgh, PA on Shabbat morning, October 27, 2018. Little boy, what’s your name – do you have one? Sweet baby, just eight days, what should we call you? I have heard the sacred circumcision postponed… >> Read More