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Brilliant Reconfiguration

Angela Davis writes from the heart. She is not a writer--but a poet, and her words are deeply moving to me. I am thrilled to read her review of A Favorite Son. This is what she wrote:


5.0 out of 5 stars Brilliant Reconfiguration, February 2, 2013By Angela Davis - See all my reviewsAmazon Verified Purchase(What's this?)This review is from: A Favorite Son (Kindle Edition)I am not a writer, I am a reader, and I know what captivates me. A Favorite Son is far more than an updated version of a well known Biblical story of Jacob and Esau and their supposedly inimitable mother, Rebecca.

Written- by Uvi Poznansky (Apart From Love, Home) an original and brilliant author whose work will simply mesmerize and create a depth of thought long after the reader has reluctantly left the final page.

Ms. Poznansky's ability to create characters that are quite relatable and emotional and that encompass the range of human emotions- fear, rage, insecurity, love, desire, hatred, and the all-consuming need for acceptance from a parent, is unparalleled.

Her ability to reconfigure one of the most indomitable tales is simply genius.
Written with a mild hand, but with a punch to the gut simultaneously-is intense, and will provide discussion and thought long after the close of the final page.

Written With A Mild Hand, But With A Punch To The Gut

Angela Davis writes from the heart. She is not a writer--but a poet, and her words are deeply moving to me. I am thrilled to read her review of A Favorite Son. This is what she wrote:


5.0 out of 5 stars Brilliant Reconfiguration, February 2, 2013By Angela Davis - See all my reviewsAmazon Verified Purchase(What's this?)This review is from: A Favorite Son (Kindle Edition)I am not a writer, I am a reader, and I know what captivates me. A Favorite Son is far more than an updated version of a well known Biblical story of Jacob and Esau and their supposedly inimitable mother, Rebecca.

Written- by Uvi Poznansky (Apart From Love, Home) an original and brilliant author whose work will simply mesmerize and create a depth of thought long after the reader has reluctantly left the final page.

Ms. Poznansky's ability to create characters that are quite relatable and emotional and that encompass the range of human emotions- fear, rage, insecurity, love, desire, hatred, and the all-consuming need for acceptance from a parent, is unparalleled.

Her ability to reconfigure one of the most indomitable tales is simply genius.
Written with a mild hand, but with a punch to the gut simultaneously-is intense, and will provide discussion and thought long after the close of the final page.

Modern Retelling of the Bible Story

Thrilled to find this review for my book Apart From Love:


4.0 out of 5 stars A Favorite Son, February 1, 2013By Damaskcat (UK) - See all my reviewsThis review is from: A Favorite Son (Kindle Edition)This is a modern retelling of the Bible story of Esau and Jacob and the rivalry between brothers. I found it interesting reading and it translates into a modern context. Rivalry between siblings and deceptions of parents by their children is a universal and timeless problem.

Yankle (Jacob) narrates the story and attempts to justify and explain his actions. The story can be read at a sitting and it is well written. It provides food for thought even in the twenty first century.

What Was That Kiss

"I hear the slight rustle of her skirt, and her soft voice saying, “Wait, Isaac—” just before it becomes muffled. So sharply, so unexpectedly does it happen, that it makes me giddy with curiosity; and so, I do what I have to do: I lift the flap of the tent, allowing light in, to peek in on them; and what I see leaves me dumbfounded. There she is, kneeling down before him amidst ripples of silk. She wraps her arms around his frail shoulders, draws closely and kisses him, long and full, on his mouth. And then, when she rises up, you can see that his face is confused, and his hand is trembling a little."
In this excerpt Yankle describes his mother Becky, modeled after the biblical figure of Rebecca. Her husband Isaac is lying on his deathbed. He is blind, and waiting for his firstborn son Esav to come back from the hunt, so he can give him the blessing.  Becky plots to deceive the old man. In my story, A Favorite Son, she goes into his tent to say her last farewell, and just before sending Jacob in to execute her criminal plan, she kisses her husband. Watching this from a distance, Yankle says:
"I have to wonder: What was that kiss? Her way to say farewell? Was it inspired by some old memory, some image of their younger days—or else, was it designed to make him vulnerable, make him ready for me, just in time for my entrance? I agonize, I puzzle over that kiss. Was it act of love—or of deceit?"

Yankle, in A Favorite Son

A Wedding Dress

"I gaze across the ceiling and along the walls, trying to pick out every shade, every hint. And there, opposite the bed I spot my wedding dress which—now I recall—I’ve hung on the coat rack, right there in the corner. 
The corner of the bedroom is the only place here which I reckon  is truly mine. Strange, no? I still feel that way, despite having slept here with him, on and off, for like, the past ten years. I keep telling myself that I must claim this space, claim it as mine, right away. And maybe I will one day, when the baby’s born. Staring at that corner I know one thing, and I know it real clear, at once: this lovely dress, made of heavy satin and trimmed with lace and beading and what not, which I’ve dyed, the morning after the wedding, orange at the top and purple at the bottom, so it can still be used in the future—like, at dances and parties and stuff—this dress isn’t gonna to fit me no more. Up to now I’ve pictured it in my head, shining awful brilliant, just like a rainbow, and swirling all around me; and with every step, billowing between my legs, and like, making me adorable, so adorable in Lenny’s eyes—but now that I touch my belly and feel the beginning, the very beginning of change, right here around my waist, what’s the point of all that."
Anita, in Apart From Love.


This is my charcoal drawing titled The Wedding Dress, inspired by the sight of a wedding dress that a friend of mine inherited from her mother. In it I contrast the loveliness of the dress, and all the dreams it invokes, with the nakedness of the figure, who at this point is left without illusions. 

Radio Interview: A Good Story is a Good Story

Marsha Casper Cook is the author of six published books and eleven feature-length screenplays, a literary agent with fifteen years experience, and the host of the blog talk radio show A Good Story is a Good  Story. So I am thrilled that Marsha invited me to be appear on her show. If you wish, call in to speak with Marsha and me: (714) 242-5259. The show will air  on January 29, 2013 at 2:00pm PST. 


Come listen by clicking here: World of Ink

Now I Will Try on a Little Red Dress

Now I will try on a little red dressLick chocolate-dipped strawberries, and let you caressAll of me... Oh let me kiss you, my sweet valentineWith lips that are glistening with rosy red wine
Let me fill your glass full, up to the rimAnd clink it with mine, for such is my whimWhen this evening is over, when dawn rises in glory Let the magic transform. Then tell me a story
Whisper it, play out the music of wordsLet them rise from this leaf, flocking like birdsGoing back Home, turning one by oneAcross the pages of A Favorite Son
My sweet Valentine, if you enchant me Apart From Love we will never be.

Home: US & India, UK, France, Germany, Italy, Spain. Apart From Love:US & India, UK, France, Germany, Italy, Spain.A Favorite Son: US & India, UK, France, Germany, Italy, Spain(No Kindle? No Problem! Amazon gives you a free Kindle app) 

A Love Poem: She and I

Written by Zeev KachelTranslated by Uvi Poznansky
I'm dying to sleep, but oh She's eager to get goingAll because of a little windowAnd tempers that are blowing
I close it gingerlySo she demands it openI want to sleep, but woefullyShe'll shake it till it's broken
She longs for flowersAnd I—for chocolateShe wants adventure at all hoursWhile I dream only ‘bout my ballad
I want the window closedAnd she prefers it openShe hates that I have snoredIn concerts, and never woken
She deserves dresses galoreAnd a burning passionYet I have only two loves, no more:My homeland and my nation
Two loves that I adoreAre me, and you with a bouquet And one moreThe Sabbath day.
The perfect Valentine's day gift: a paperback edition of my poetry book, Home.

What Is There to Say, Come Valentine's Day?

Oh what is there to sayCome Valentine's day?
You bring a dozen blood-red rosesShe thinks, Is this how he proposes?
With a bottle of wineYou whisper, Be mine
You offer a big chocolate heartShe thinks, Well, that's a start
She loosens your tieAnd gives a deep sigh
The fire is burning, the music is onBut all you can see on her face is a yawn
Then from your pocket you pull out the ringShe shakes her head, No, I want one more thing
What does she want, come Valentine's day?In cupid's name, what should I say?
She smiles, Bring me Home, Apart From LoveThen I'll be yours, like a hand and a glove 
And you say, Give me A Favorite SonNow let's blow off the candles, one by one
What more is there to sayCome Valentine's day?


Home: US & India, UK, France, Germany, Italy, Spain. Apart From Love:US & India, UK, France, Germany, Italy, Spain.A Favorite Son: US & India, UK, France, Germany, Italy, Spain(No Kindle? No Problem! Amazon gives you a free Kindle app) 

What's in a Name: AoBiblioClassique

Here is a great blog with a long, yet catchy name: AoBiblioClassique. It has a leathery look, which appeals to me. The first letter of my post is an adorned O, pressed into the same hide. I can nearly smell its leathery fragrance.

Best of all, this blog is bursting with information about books, reading and writing... So I am excited for opportunity to do a guest post there, in which I describe what inspired me to write my novel, Apart From Love. 

Check out the blog, as well as my guest post, here.