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Paul Goldman
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Herzliya, Israel
Date:
1957
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Yitzhak Klein gave such an angry kick to the garbage can that it flew straight into the middle of the sidewalk, scattering its stinking contents in all directions. Klein nearly exploded in his boiling…
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Ephraim Kishon
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1954
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The man of letters who cares about his links with the people—who is of the opinion that there is no backbone to his literary production except when his social source is present, typified by the…
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Sami Michael
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1954
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The body of a weary man is primed like an ambulance
Adrenaline charges through his hot blood.
I will go mad if we don’t end this now.
Bizarre how a man so blind with bits of coal
Can strike so…
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David Avidan
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1950
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Shlomo reclines within his shrine
Woe to my days, woe to my nights
Everyone knows how he is
Nobody knows about me
Woe to my days, woe to my nights
As if it means something to anybody.
If I have a…
Contributor:
Nathan Alterman
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1963
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Ruth Schloss
Places:
Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
1953
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Rudi Weissenstein
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1954
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The Hebrew worker did not come here as a refugee seeking shelter wherever it could be found, looking for any available means of survival. He went up into the land as an emissary of the nation, and as…
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David Ben-Gurion
Places:
Jerusalem, Mandate Palestine
(Jerusalem, Israel)
Date:
1925
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This book is intended as a description of a “traditional society”—that is, a society that saw itself as based upon a body of knowledge and a set of values handed down to…
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Jacob Katz
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Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
1958
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That night, I was a clockwork doll
and I whirled around, this way and that,
and I fell on my face and shattered to bits
and they tried to fix me with all their skill.
Then I was a proper doll once…
Contributor:
Dahlia Ravikovitch
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1959