Celia Dropkin’s reflection on humiliation has a surprising resonance.
The two worlds of Yehoshua November.
His pro-fascism and anti-Semitism call for stringent judgment.
Is there a universal connection between war and flowers?
What should be the mission of the Yiddish poet?
Friends, but never close, our paths intersected and then diverged, until this past September, when I connected with Leonard for the last time.
The correct balance is an antidote to extremism.
Fraternal reflections on Reuven Ben-Yosef.
His Hebrew Melodies mourned the absence of “Israel’s scatter’d race” from “Judah’s hills.”
Written in 1923, “In the Crucifix Kingdom” depicts Europe as a Jewish wasteland. Why has no one read it?