When my seven-year-old child, as if by fate,
Snatched from the shelf a tome entitled Conscience
And dashed it blindly against my hated desk,
I knew I still had much to learn of love.
Jerusalem
29 April 1995
When my seven-year-old child, as if by fate,
Snatched from the shelf a tome entitled Conscience
And dashed it blindly against my hated desk,
I knew I still had much to learn of love.
Jerusalem
29 April 1995
The truth’s now clear, and duly shocks me:Israel’s America’s sacred