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31 pages, Unknown Binding
Published January 1, 2002
It's a pity that there, in all those places, they talk so much about "our desirable land"…maybe that's why the pain is so great when one comes here…waking from the dreamIn בין מים למים (Between the Waters), a poet, Shaul, has made up his mind to leave, and is trying to flirt with two women. Leaving is controversial, but the Jewish community is economically precarious and physically insecure. As the funeral of a watchman looms, a teacher contemplates getting hired as his replacement: the relatively attractive pay is worth the danger. In response to a plague, the residents of Jerusalem plan a "Black Hupa": a wedding between two orphans, held in a cemetery, a custom arousing disgust from the more radical secularists (one of whom calls to tear down the Western Wall). It is a situation where cynical, hardened businesspeople can get by, intellectuals flee to Vienna, and everyone else is trapped in grinding poverty. Shaul compares the situation of those coming to the Land of Israel hoping to remake themselves as farm-labourers to that of a failed poet, all of whose poems are rejected, who is unable to do anything else: the society fundamentally lacks the ability to make it as a self-sustaining farm community. They have bet it all on something they simply have no aptitude for.
- But why would you…you couldn't…a shame! A disgrace!In the second story a man hears a friend tell his story of coming to the Holy Land and encountering a widow and her daughters. The journey is tough (they are fleeced by a scammer in Alexandria) and the arrival is tough. Yet, they seem to feel, the rest of the world is also bad for Jews - what else is there to do? When on a train in Berlin the man hears a Litvish letter Shin (pronounced Seen) out of the mouth of one of the young orphans, he just wants to hug her. The story ends with the travellers arriving and meeting their people, sitting down to eat and chat in an ambient glow of landsleit, unzere. They sit around a table and talk, drink coffee, and eat salted fish. With my people, one feels, it will be OK.
- And why shouldn't I…
Aharon fumed and cried out loudly, his eyes full of blood:
- Your homeland is here, not Russia!