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Those matters discussed in an earlier issue dedicated to the practice of indolka inspired the distinguished writer to write this fine article.
Everything that I am relating here is neither eloquent…
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Saliman Menahem Mani
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1885
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They are taking me to the town to go to school—let them take me. I will show them how I will learn there; and they ought to know this already, haven’t they seen and also…
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Rosa Jaffe
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Jaffa, Ottoman Palestine
(Jaffa, Israel)
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1902
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Zvi Orushkes (Oron)
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Tel Aviv, Mandate Palestine
(Tel Aviv, Israel)
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1927
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Arnon Street is not the largest street in Tel Aviv. On the contrary, it is a small street, nearly an alleyway. There is very little traffic. A double-decker bus does not go through it, or any other…
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Leah Goldberg
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Tel Aviv, Mandate Palestine
(Tel Aviv, Israel)
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1943
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In winter, the rain beat down on the roof.
She said white was her favorite shade.
At hand he then gave her, his heart filled with joy,
A bunch of daffodils, fragrant and moist.
She laughed: “My dear…
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Uri Assaf
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1963
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In history class
I draw a Latin-American moustache
On Titus Aspasianus;
Miriam, who under her flannel shirt
Is beginning to show development,
Is making vulgar contours
Onto the sculpture of his bust…
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Haim Be’er
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1970
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Night ThoughtsThat night, I had the weirdest thoughts. I don’t know why, but suddenly I thought to myself how great it is for a boy to have a bed as comfortable as my own. He can lie in bed and get a…
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Galila Ron-Feder
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Tel Aviv, Israel
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1985
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You’ve grown
but not
grown up
You’re ripe
as earth is raw
where roots probe deep
Like all roots
you probe
in deep darkness
Translated by Marcia Falk.
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Malka Heifetz Tussman
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1974
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How is a song born?
Like a baby.
At first it hurts
But then, it comes out
And everyone is happy
And suddenly—
How wonderful!
It’s walking
All on its own.
How is a song born?
Like…
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Yehonatan Geffen
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1978
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Often I receive letters from children who read my stories, and one question that is nearly always put to me in the letters is: “Did it really happen?” But, you see, I cannot always answer this…
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Leah Goldberg
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Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
1966