In the afternoon on March 30th, just before the start of National Poetry Month, I was waiting nervously to be invited to share a poem I’d written about being the new rabbi here at CBT. For me, offering divrei torah, words of Torah, or iyyunei tefilah, insights about the prayers, from the bima at CBT is a cake-walk compared to offering a poem in a Zoom room of poets, even though I’ve spent countless hours…
