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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:
Berkeley, United States of America
(Tel Aviv, Israel)
Date:
1986