Ein Yahav
Yehuda Amichai
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 be like barbed wire to keep out despair, hope must be a mine field.
Next 10 Poems
- Yehuda Amichai : Forgetting Someone
- Yehuda Amichai : God Full Of Mercy
- Yehuda Amichai : God Has Pity On Kindergarten Children
- Yehuda Amichai : Half The People In The World
- Yehuda Amichai : I Don't Know If History Repeats Itself
- Yehuda Amichai : I Have Become Very Hairy
- Yehuda Amichai : I Know A Man
- Yehuda Amichai : I Want To Die In My Own Bed
- Yehuda Amichai : If I Forget Thee, Jerusalem
- Yehuda Amichai : Jerusalem
Previous 10 Poems
- Yehuda Amichai : Do Not Accept
- Yehuda Amichai : Before
- Yehuda Amichai : And We Shall Not Get Excited
- Yehuda Amichai : An Arab Shepherd Is Searching For His Goat On Mount Zion
- Yehuda Amichai : A Precise Woman
- Yehuda Amichai : A Pity, We Were Such A Good Invention
- Yehuda Amichai : A Man In His Life
- Yehuda Amichai : A Jewish Cemetery In Germany
- Yehuda Amichai : A Dog After Love
- William Allingham : Writing
