Yad Mordechai
Yad Mordechai. Those who fell here still look out the windows like sick children who are not allowed outside to play. And on the hillside, the battle is reenacted for the benefit of hikers and tourists. Soldiers of thin sheet iron rise and fall and rise again. Sheet iron dead and a sheet iron life and the voices allsheet iron. And the resurrection of the dead, sheet iron that clangs and clangs. And I said to myself: Everyone is attached to his own lament as to a parachute. Slowly he descends and slowly hovers until he touches the hard place.
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"Yad Mordechai. Those who fell here..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Yehuda Amichai delivers a powerful performance in "Yad Mordechai"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...