First Impression
Bansky's art on the security wall
(Banksy is a pseudonymous English graffiti artist, political activist, film director, and painter.)My Father
By Yehuda Amichai
Translated by A.Z. Foreman
Click to hear me recite the original Hebrew
Four years my father fought that war of theirs,
And did not love or hate his enemies.
But I know he was forming me, even there,
Day by day, out of his tranquilities,
The precious few tranquilities he gleaned
Between the smoke and bombs for a child's sake
And put them in the knapsack tattered at the seams,
With leftovers of mother's hardening cake.
He gathered with his eyes the nameless dead.
The numerous dead he gathered so I'd know
And love them, seeing them as he saw, instead
Of dying, as they died, in gore and terror.
He filled his eyes with them. He was in error.
Onward like them to all my wars I go.
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