Tuesday, July 27, 2004

A poetic interlude for Tisha Ba'av (today)

My heart is in the east, and I am in the furthermost west-- 
    How can I enjoy food? Can it be sweet to me?

How shall I render my vows and my bonds, while yet 
    Zion is held by Edom, and I by Arab chains?

Shouldn't it be easy for me to leave all the good things of Spain -- 
    Seeing how precious it is to behold the dust of the desolate sanctuary.

- Yehuda Halevi

When it isn't Tisha Ba'av perhaps we'll post one or two of his love poems and speculate irresponsibly on the man who wrote the Kuzari, mourned the temple, and enjoyed a rich life in Spain.

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