א י נ ע א מ ח ל א
ה Ha Lachma Anya
This is the Bread of Affliction
Ha Lachma Anya : A Poem
Dr . Rachel Posner
Every year I am more me , and every year matzah tastes more like loosening a tie , kicking off my shoes : like home
“ All who are hungry ” means more every year and every year I am hungrier , softer , angrier
Every year these words grow to contain my hunger , my softness , my rage Every year I find more matzah , more life pounding in my chest more sparks , more breath , more Torah to taste and to share
So we set out on our journey again - We do not even need to pack : Everything we own already stuffed in a backpack , waiting at the door
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