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Early in the morning he went out to carry out the assignment which he had been given. Jerusalem seemed to be tired and her hair was unkempt. The first revellers had reached the streets. One window was…
Contributor:
Yehuda Amichai
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1961
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I just can’t. Should I? I feel like going in, but I just can’t; I remain stationary. The church door opens and closes, continually, and I open and close with it, split asunder. Warmth escapes from…
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Alberto Dines
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Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Date:
1972