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A friend hinted to me that participating in such a discussion would be a tactical error, akin to walking into a minefield. Perhaps. I don’t believe in…
This day is our war, my sister,
So I am far away from here.
Please keep our rendez-vous
In our tiny kitchen
Before my usual chair
Fill a glass of wine
And treat it as if I am
Sitting across from…
When spring is asleep it palely awakens
In fields of fire the final battle will cease
And a wonderful morning from valley to hillside
Will rise up in singing and in joy.
The sun will stand still…
“It was then the morning of the second day of the war in Jerusalem. The horizon paled in the east. We were at the climax of the battle on Ammunition Hill. We’d been fighting there for three hours. A…
When we were the persecuted
I was one of you
How can I remain one
when you become the persecutors?
Your longing was
to become like other nations
who murdered you
Now you have become like them
You…
A crocodile cloud swallowed a cloud-cloud.
All is clogged
and where did the war go?
The pier is painted red and yellow
with the inscription: Tel Aviv.
The drums of the depths are indifferent.
In the…
War is the continuation of politics,
and South Lebanon is the continuation of Upper Galilee:
Therefore it’s all too natural for a state
to wage war in Lebanon.
Youth is the continuation of…
A young man graduates and heads off to get damaged
He’s got nothing urgent for now and though they push him around he manages
He has no water in his knees
He has no plaster in his joints
He’ll be…
The tale of the Generation of the Land is a sad tale. Reflecting about the source of the depression that the situation in Israel instills in me, I can only ascribe it to expressions of ethnocentric…
Now we resemble a city under siege, one whose enemies swarm toward it from all directions.
And if, in the meantime, we are forced to confront the tanks armed only with Molotov bottles, then we must…