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Something is wrong between me and the story I want to write. Whatever subject I touch on, after five or four, sometimes even two pages, either the story throws me out or I throw myself out. As if I…
I dream that I’m standing in the doorway of my house, and I hear shouts, but I don’t want to go in. I’m eleven years old, and my hair is braided down my back.
A man asks me in the language of my…
“Dearest Volodechka!” Mother shouted. “Happy birthday…! Happy new beginning…! Your father and I wish you a brilliant future…! Much success…! You’re a talented young man…! The economy’s improving…! We…
No, Moshe was not a serious Jewish boy. He was not committed to the history of the Jewish people. If he were asked to locate Tel Aviv on a map of Israel, I am not sure that Moshe could have done it.
I…
Three Russians who didn’t understand Hebrew sat in the back of the synagogue. One was missing an arm. Two Polish Jews sat in front of them. One had his place by the partition so that he could stretch…
We couldn’t be Jews, my brother finally explained, raising his voice, because our grandmother had not been Jewish, and for Jews only your mother counts. We weren’t even half-Jewish, because our father…
Vichy. An American car stops by the Parc des Sources, opposite the Hôtel de la Paix. Its bodywork is spattered with mud. Two men and a woman get out and walk toward the hotel entrance. The two men are…
The Sharon Valley was full of mud. Wherever we looked all we saw was mud. Fields, green trees and little houses, and great expanses of dark mud. The water from the rains which had fallen over the past…
Leuchtentrager sets down his cup. “And there’s no end in sight to the confusion,” he says as though his mind were seriously troubled by this, “they say the Wandering Jew was seen again, not far from…
Manhattan, a high narrow kingdom as hopeful as any that ever was, burst upon him full force, a great and imperfect steel-tressed palace of a hundred million chambers, many-tiered gardens, pools…