This week I went to a public lecture of Yehuda Atlas on children literature, hosted by Helicon Society for the Advancement of Poetry in Israel. It was a special evening, since is the first time I went to a cultural event in Israel (which I myself haven't organized) and the first time I met an Israeli poet.
Yehuda Atlas is known for his short poems written from the child's perspective. His lecture was extremely interesting and inspiring, and offered me a new perspective on children's perception of the world, apart from the perspectives already known to me from my previous experience as Hebrew teacher. I had the great honour to share with him my first impressions concerning his lecture.
And since that night I have become an admirer of Mr. Yehuda Atlas' poems.
And the person who, not only literally, opened the door for me to the Israeli poetry is Mr. Amir Or.
Yehuda Atlas is known for his short poems written from the child's perspective. His lecture was extremely interesting and inspiring, and offered me a new perspective on children's perception of the world, apart from the perspectives already known to me from my previous experience as Hebrew teacher. I had the great honour to share with him my first impressions concerning his lecture.
And since that night I have become an admirer of Mr. Yehuda Atlas' poems.
And the person who, not only literally, opened the door for me to the Israeli poetry is Mr. Amir Or.
I dreamed
I was dead,
But suddenly I knew
This is not true.
Because if indeed
I was dead,
How did I know
That I was dead?
(translated by Parparush)
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I had a real nightmare...
I dreamt
I was a live...
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