The sun pours down like honey on Our Lady of the Harbor

For reasons I’m not entirely certain of, this became the Rosh Hashana song for me.Many years running, and long-alienated from religious faiths or belonging, I walked on East Broadway each year when this holiday came. Not so long ago, the air used to turn cold then. Gray-bearded Orthodox and Hasidim in long black caftans rocked … More The sun pours down like honey on Our Lady of the Harbor