Israel In Translation

There is a strange flavor, seasoned with pomegranates and grapesfound in the desert when, without shadows, it flames;while rain rolls through the red dust of dirt trails,and it is possible to taste it in Jerusalem’s hills. These are the opening lines of an excerpt from Avraham Sutzkever's Lider fun Togbukh (Poems From a Diary, 1974-1981), read by host Marcela Sulak. Sutzkever was born in 1913 in today's Belarus. He was sent to the Vilnius Ghetto during WWII, from which he escaped and was flown to Russia. After the war he moved to Tel Aviv just before the founding of Israel. He died on January 20, 2010 in Tel Aviv at the age of 96 - you can hear an unusual account of his funeral in our previous podcast. The New York Times called him "The Greatest Poet of the Holocaust." In the background you can hear his poem 'Unter Dayne Vayse Shtern' - about, written, and composed in the Vilnius Ghetto - set to music by Gideon Brettler.   Texts: Avraham Sutzkever translations by Maia Evrona A. Sutzkever. Selected Poetry an