Eva L. Weiss

Eva L. Weiss is a writer, editor and translator. Eva (also known as Chava) was born in New York City and grew up there. She studied English literature and began her career as a book editor in Manhattan. She made aliya in 1992, and since then, is grateful to be at home in Jerusalem, while preserving strong ties with family and friends on both sides of the world. Eva is an instructor at David Yellin College. She is the author of the children's book, I am Israeli (Mitchell-Lane, 2016), which offers first-person life stories shared by five Israeli children, including her son Yakir.

The port city of Jerusalem

(Artwork by Daphne Odjig)

Most countries that are not landlocked have their capitals on a coastline. Jerusalem is the rare exception, a capital city that does not flow into an ocean, river or sea. But in a poem created by Yehuda Amichai, Jerusalem is a port city, where the ebb and flow is prayer—the tide between heaven and earth. The flow is vertical, rather than horizontal.

I asked the Canadian literary journal, KI1N, if they could acquire permission to use a painting by Daphne Odjig, a First Nation Canadian artist, to illustrate my English translation of Amichai’s poem. I felt her silkscreen of Jaffa Gate brought to life the nautical spirit that Yehuda Amichai evoked in his poem. When I discovered her art, I learned that El Al had commissioned Odjig to paint Jerusalem from her perspective in 1976.

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Home Run

Home Run

Would the rabbis of the ancient world have given their blessing to the twenty-first century Jerusalem Marathon?

It’s a question I ponder each March, on that designated Friday when traffic in the Holy City comes to a grinding halt. Barricades are set up to block cars and buses, and their place is taken by some 25,000 runners (and chilled-out walkers) who make their way along Jerusalem’s cleared roads. It’s a marathon, but it feels like a festival.

When I wrote my first children’s book a couple of years ago, I asked eleven-year-old Gabi, who ran with her sisters, to describe the day. In her words:

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