I am in here.
I Among twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of the blackbird. II I was of three minds, Like a tree In which there are three blackbirds. III The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds. It was a small part of the pantomime. IV A man and a woman Are one. A … Continue reading Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
So I’m the only one in the First Class of El Al’s flight 007 to JFK. (Modern times sure bring us odd-looking integers and initials, don’t they?) I sleep on the floor on a futon for a week and a half, covered with an old red comforter with pink stitching, and I learn to walk … Continue reading Homeward Bound
The afternoon of Shabbat spent on the beach in Jaffa: just me and a couple of hundred of the people whose acts I’ve been decrying in this blog, as if they’re a people of only one mind and opinion. I still decry those actions. But I can no longer see all Arabs in the same … Continue reading Havdalah
The electricity went out this morning. This is a minor crisis for me because, not only do I not get my Internet, I don’t get air conditioning. In Jaffa’s summertime, this is worth getting upset about. Dafna arrives for work, and we can’t figure out what the problem is… all the circuit breakers are in … Continue reading Early one Sunday morning…
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