Judith Anne Berke

September 9, 1931July 24, 2013

Judith Anne Berke was born on September 9, 1931 in New York City, NY and passed away on July 24, 2013 in Miami, FL.


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Moish Weissman

August 21, 2013

Can anyone provide me with a link to the Miami New Times Article or any other about Judith A Berke. Ms. Berke was my paternal grandmother's sister and right now I know very little about her life.

July 19, 2013

An article, below, from the Miami New Times, 2000, says a lot about Judy.

Her wit and humor will be missed by all.

Judy's Cousin, Howard

Best Local Writer - 2000
Judith Berke

Shy and retiring, poet Judith Berke doesn't always come to mind in this era of feted writers receiving gargantuan prizes. Yet her work epitomizes our region, not as a visitor or as a tourist, but as a long-time resident. In "Vizcaya," from her book White Morning, Berke brings us wisdom from another time that is no less valid today: "Under here/are the runaway slaves, and the Indians./On their sides, listening./White now. Almost completely white."
Or in "The Shell": "We hadn't seen a shell on this beach for years./If an Indian had come by/it would have been no less strange -- /and we would give him the shell/and he would give us the beach/and we would think/for a while we owned it."

Even when Berke is not speaking directly about Florida, she evokes it when penning lines like this: "How lovely, to lie under the/rushing out of the leaves/of the mangos, to nibble the grass/even if it's bitter, and look up at the stars/even if there are none...." Berke's Miami is the true, original homestead, just as she is a poet who remains true to herself and the art of poetry.

Silvia Curbelo

July 5, 2013

My friendship with Judy began professionally over 25 years ago -- I published her work in a magazine I was editing. Her stunning poems were marvels of craft and intellect -- precise, incisive, often funny. Our relationship became a friendship quickly, strictly through lengthy and delightful phone conversations. I considered her a dear and close friend, and will miss her deeply for her warmth and humor, her encouragement, and her lovely and surprising way with words.

Rhoda Slater

July 2, 2013

The world has lost the artistry,genius and beauty of Judith's soul.Her poetry will live on in the minds and hearts of all of us, who loved her.