No matter how much I need to go, or how certain I am of my return, or how many issues I have with this country at the time, leaving Israel always does quite a number on me.
I came across a Yehuda Amichai poem recently;
The air of Jerusalem is saturated
with prayers and dreams
like the air over an industrial city
it is hard to breathe.
One of the truest things about Jerusalem I’ve ever read. Sometimes it’s good to get out. But I miss it so much when I’m gone.
I leave for the airport in 15 minutes. My next post will be from the old country.
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Love that poem. so true so true. miss you already. simoneee
ZEP!!!!!
Sorry to break it to you, but take it from a singles columnist: you’re in love, babe.
See you soon…
We know what the object of her love is, even if she doesn’t know it herself. Israel awaits your return, may you gain great insight in the old country.
simoneee! i miss you too!!! write me everything! Streimel, what’s zep? Esther, thanks for the place, see you in Long Beach! totan, you’re right, it is a love affair, though an often tumultuous one.
We are waitin’ for you here in Long Beach, a real industrial city that is about to become Jewlicious.
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