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Article: The Opposite Direction.(poem)
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- The Nation
- Article date:
- April 26, 1999
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I always have to go in the opposite direction to whatever is passing and past. That's how I know I live in Jerusalem:
I go against the processions of pilgrims in the Old City, brush by them, rub up against them, feel the weave of their clothes, take in their smell, hear their talk and their song, they fly by my cheeks like beautiful clouds.
Sometimes I get tangled up in a funeral entourage and emerge on the other side in the direction of the good life.
And sometimes I'm held captive in the joy parades ...