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Слушать(AI)Ein Yahav
A night drive to Ein Yahav in the Arava Desert,a drive in the rain.
Yes, in the rain.
There I met people who grow date palms,there I saw tamarisk trees and risk trees,there I saw hope barbed as barbed wire.
And I said to myself:
That's true, hope needs to belike barbed wire to keep out despair,hope must be a mine field.
Translated by Chana Bloch and Chana Kronfeld
Yehuda Amichai
Yehuda Amichai (3 May 1924 – 22 September 2000) was an Israeli poet. Amichai is considered, both in Israel and internationally, as Israel's grea
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