It was appropriate that Lucille Clifton died on Valentine’s Day, a woman full of complex and intelligent love. But the world is a little less at her death and I will miss anticipating new poems from her that will teach me how to cope with each new stage of life. I know that this has nothing to do with Tel Aviv, but everything to do with me.
Tel Aviv Diary: Karen Alkalay-Gut
Begun in April 2002, this diary has been charting one woman's view of the city
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