Months after the birth of Israel, Karl Shapiro in the New Yorker magazine, “When I think of the liberation of Zion, I hear the drop of chains… I feel the weight of prisons in my skull falling away… When I see the name Israel high in print the fences crumble in my flesh…. I say the name allowed for the first time unconsciously… Speak the name of the land, speak the name only of the living land.”
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