Near the Wall of a House by Yehuda Amichai
Edith Tiempo passed away yesterday. She was 92. I feel a strange kind of sadness. I will never meet her. I won't pretend how much an impact she has made on my life --- I didn't go to the workshop,
Half the People in the World by Yehuda Amichai
Today looks good: a bit of work, a bit of reading, a bit of sleeping, a bit of writing. Life's good. Half the People in the World Yehuda Amichai Half the people in the world love the other half, half the people hate the other half. Must
A Pity. We Were Such a Good Invention by Yehuda Amichai
A pity. That's what it comes down to. An unfortunate development. I remember Anne Morrow Lindbergh, a brave woman, who flew all over the world, holding her heart in her hands: "
A Quiet Joy by Yehuda Amichai
Sick as a wet dog, and I don't even know if that made sense. My headache's worse. As always there is work to do. Dear self: you will definitely take some time off later this year. For now: carry on. A