Mother, rebbetzin and writer, Alana Joblin Ain, earned her BA from Oberlin College and an MFA in poetry from Hunter College, where she has taught creative writing and literature. Her writing has appeared in the New York Times, The Forward, My Jewish Learning, Dossier Journal, Crab Orchard Review, Quarterly West, and RealPoetik, among other publications.  Alana lives in Brooklyn with her husband, Rabbi Dan Ain, and their two children.  They are the founders of Because Jewish.  Click here to read her column Ask the Rebbetzin


-William Stafford

“The broken part heals even stronger than
the rest,”
they say. But that takes awhile.
And, “Hurry up,” the whole world says.
They tap their feet. And it still hurts on rainy
afternoons when the same absent sun
gives no sign it will ever come back.

“What difference in a hundred years?”
The barn where Agnes hanged her child
will fall by then, and the scrawled words
erase themselves on the floor where rats’ feet
run. Boards curl up. Whole new trees
drink what the rivers bring. Things die.

“No good thing is easy.” They told us that,
while we dug our fingers into the stones
and looked beseechingly into their eyes.
They say the hurt is good for you. It makes
what comes later a gift all the more
precious in your bleeding hands.