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Holy books, said my friend, angry,
there’s no such thing. Books,
books: let them talk
to us about books.
It was a hot night.
At noon light rips
through the room, and everything’s clear:
over the…
Contributor:
Meir Wieseltier
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1986
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Are you Avraham’s, Yitzhak’s, Yaakov’s?
Are you my mother’s god?
What’s mine of all this?
What did I take by force of hand
and why am I alone
in a city meant to be my city
on account of a mother born…
Contributor:
Natan Zach
Places:
Haifa, Israel
Date:
1992