Our appreciation for stories of Jewish bravery during World War II sometimes obscures the fact that as a group Jews were powerless, reduced to begging others for a chance to bear arms.
None of these four novels by American Jewish writers is fully at home in Israel—they’re more like Mars orbiters than rovers.
The blind writer from Algeria is one of Israel’s most important voices, both in poetry and in policy.
Jews and Arabs live separately and are rarely friends, but they deal with each other constantly. The city can’t function otherwise. A walk in the Old City under a cloud of unease.