Remembered and Forgotten

Natan Zach

1988

He turned walking on water into a kind of art. Rarely
getting himself wet. He left the ancient harbor at different hours of the day. At times
before sunrise. Sometimes he’d return minutes later. Sometimes
only when the sunset’s flames reddened the hilltops in the east or
when the blaze in the west was reduced to cinders, then darkness. No one
unde…
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