The memory of my father is wrapped up inwhite paper, like sandwiches taken for a day at work.
Just as a magician takes towers and rabbitsout of his hat, he drew love from his small body,and the rivers of his handsoverflowed with good deeds.
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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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