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    <title>Gather: Articles by Haim Kadman</title>
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    <copyright>Copyright Gather Inc 2009</copyright>
    <pubDate>Tue, 29 Dec 2009 11:31:03 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Right afterwards… – “The Remote Control Job” – an excerpt</title>
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 As soon as the armored car came to a stop, in front of the villa’s entrance she hurried to climb out of the turret without a single word, and jumped off the vehicle without Nick's help. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 18:02:30 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-12T18:02:30Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Jerico</title>
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      <description>I promised you~ 
 
 
 to circle your walls 
 
 
 ~till… 
 
 
 But the one~ 
 
 
 who’s under siege 
 
 
 ~happens to be me, 
 
 
 while you’re~ 
 
 
 circling my walls, 
 
 
 ~with . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 18:00:45 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-02T18:00:45Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Yearning</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977923811</link>
      <description>Just yesterday 
 
 
 I yearned for you 
 
 
 in my dreams. 
 
 
 While right now 
 
 
 I yearn for you 
 
 
 wide awake, 
 
 
 and I wonder 
 
 
 how my dream 
 
 
 vanished… 
 
 
 How your image . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 16:08:30 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-11-30T16:08:30Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Volcano</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977917064</link>
      <description>In my dream I was descending into a volcano, hanging at the end of a rope, just like a spider hangs on the end of his web’s line. I reached down into incredible depth and landed safely on solid . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 11:43:41 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-11-25T11:43:41Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Mata Harry</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977906835</link>
      <description>  
 
 L’ultima notte                                . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 17:11:27 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977906835</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-11-18T17:11:27Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The lesson – ‘The Death Sciences’ – an excerpt</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977903313</link>
      <description>‘Sorry I'd to pour such a torrent of words over that certain issue alone.’ He added with a warm smile. ‘But this point is absolutely crucial! Unless an individual is a concrete . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 18:02:46 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977903313</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-11-16T18:02:46Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Caviar</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977901813</link>
      <description>She raised her eyes 
 ~with a mute 
 but very clear question  . ~ 
 
 ‘ You’ll choose.’ He told her. 
 
 ‘ I’ll just have caviar, 
 ~I’m on a diet.’ 
 She replied~ . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 17:40:46 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977901813</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-11-15T17:40:46Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The skillful operator – ‘The Remote Control Job” – an excerpt</title>
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      <description>The lights were still glowing in a few windows at the Russian consulate. 
 
 
 Getting closer to its huge and massive gates, Verotich raised his hand and switched on the car's interior light. The gates . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 19:00:40 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-10-29T19:00:40Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The pit</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977839415</link>
      <description>About midnight I’ve had it, I couldn’t sleep and was sick and tired from rolling from one side of my bed to the other. I clambered to my feet, dressed up and went out for a walk . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 15:40:58 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-10-05T15:40:58Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The axis of evil</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977835403</link>
      <description>In the few sentences below I’m not going to reveal top secrets, it’s well known to the highest echelons in the US and all over the world, who is behind the Iranian impudence. Most of us . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 11:10:02 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-10-02T11:10:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A trivial matter</title>
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      <description>  
 
 
 
 
 Just like in any previous year, no matter what organization he headed Boris Kotelnikov; the heartless cold blooded new boss of the Soviet union biggest intelligence service the KGB, threw . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 17:39:16 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-09-30T17:39:16Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Fata morgana – mirage</title>
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      <description>There are times in which one feels like roaming in a desert, thirsty for a drop of water. He spies an oasis with palm trees, green pastures not far off, he even hears the sound of languid flowing water. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 07:30:30 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-09-20T07:30:30Z</dc:date>
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      <title>e mouse trap – ‘The Death Sciences’ – an excerpt</title>
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      <description>‘I don't want to hear anything more about it!’ Declared Abu-awad raising his voice in pathos. ‘We don't have to check him, to live in doubt and ponder ceaselessly who he really . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 10:16:18 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-09-18T10:16:18Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Sulking</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977813350</link>
      <description>Yeah,~ 
 
 
 keep facing the wall~ 
 
 ~Like 
 a sulking spoiled child, 
 that awaits~ 
 to be asked to forgive. 
 ~If it’s 
 past miracles you rely on, 
 it’s not~ 
 
 going to . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 14:53:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977813350</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-09-15T14:53:23Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The American dream</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977813343</link>
      <description>‘his two sons met us 
 
 
 at the airport…~ 
 
 
 They’re older than me, 
 
 
 They didn’t like it~ 
 
 
 ~In my presence 
 
 
 They’d a bitter row… 
 
 
 ~He’d . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 14:43:19 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-09-15T14:43:19Z</dc:date>
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      <title>You may</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977813307</link>
      <description>  
   
 You may laugh 
 your head off,~ 
 you may keep 
 ~your malicious 
 delight~ 
 in the shadows. 
 Where would it 
 lead you?~ 
 When the one 
 you could rely on, 
 ~blindfolded 
 
 you’ve . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 14:12:33 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977813307</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-09-15T14:12:33Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The conspiracy</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977792476</link>
      <description>About midnight the daily session was over, except the chairman who kept sitting on his comfortable armchair, the session hall was empty.  
 
 His secretary returned, after having accompanied the last . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 15:36:55 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-08-29T15:36:55Z</dc:date>
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      <title>She</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977787592</link>
      <description>She has an eye 
 
 
 on the main chance, 
 
 
 my poker player. 
 
 
 she’s a great hand! 
 
 
 She sweeps the pot 
 
 
 with her hands, 
 
 
 and so gentle they are 
 
 
 A smile lights up on . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 18:15:15 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977787592</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-08-25T18:15:15Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Subscription to…</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977767428</link>
      <description>  
 
 
 I was in the under water observatory in Eilat. Opposite the glass wall, watching the blue water in front of my eyes. The noise of footsteps fading away came from the circular staircase. Hot . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 14:31:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977767428</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-08-08T14:31:04Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Peace</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977752440</link>
      <description>‘A peace settlement?!? 
 
 
 ~It’s a laughing stock!!! 
 
 
 What do I say,~ 
 
 
 ~it’s a serious matter… 
 
 
 
 a perpetual lament 
 
 
 ~for generations 
 
 
 That’s . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 17:44:17 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977752440</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-27T17:44:17Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Day of Atonement</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977752427</link>
      <description>  
 
 (if there’s a God, be it male, female or both) 
 
 
 I don’t know~ 
 
 
 whether you’re well, 
 
 
 ~or sick, 
 
 
 or pretend to be sick; 
 
 
 ~if you are unwell 
 
 
 and . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 17:34:10 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977752427</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-27T17:34:10Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Dei tempi</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977735412</link>
      <description>  
 La vita e 
 ~meravigliosa! 
 E vero~ 
 che ci sono tempi 
 ~meno pieacevoli 
 che gli altri,~ 
 ma tirare le somme 
 ~e meglio vivere 
 pleno di speranza 
 invece di cadere~ 
 ~a pezzi 
   . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 18:37:02 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977735412</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-12T18:37:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Between the 4h and the 14th</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977732667</link>
      <description>  
 
 The days pass 
 
 
 
 ~like clouds 
   
 swept in the wind. 
   
 ~I hardly bade 
   
 June goodbye 
   
 ~So luscious 
   
 and so consoling, 
   
 ~compared . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 03:56:47 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977732667</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-09T03:56:47Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Spilling it out - an excerpt - "Summer tempest"</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977730271</link>
      <description>Aviva recovered a bit taking a long breath of air into her lungs and wiped the tears off her cheeks. 
 
 
 ‘Good God how it frightens me Erellinka, how it frightens me; what about the offices . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 16:30:42 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977730271</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-06T16:30:42Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Always</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977728810</link>
      <description>  
 J’aime la vie, 
 Oui! 
 Et j’ai remecie a Dieu 
 D’etre eu ne. 
 J’ai me rappele 
 les bonnes choses 
 seulement. 
 Le mal j’ai oublie 
 toujours! 
 C’est . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2009 08:41:35 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977728810</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-04T08:41:35Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The riddle - The Death Sciences - an excerpt</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977728277</link>
      <description>  
 
 Something must have happened, it can't be a question of disobedience, I know them too well… Then why in the prophet's sacred name didn't they show up?  Karim didn't expect them to be . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 14:18:48 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977728277</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-03T14:18:48Z</dc:date>
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      <title>LIFE</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977726446</link>
      <description>Life~ 
 is a precious gift, 
 sent from heaven 
 ~by the Almighty 
 none the less. 
 That’s~ 
 what I was told 
 by an authority 
 ~with a vast 
 life experience, 
 knowledge and 
 wisdom.~ 
 
 . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 16:32:16 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977726446</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-01T16:32:16Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Leonardo</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977726438</link>
      <description>Ho visto Leonardo~ 
 
 
 yeri notte nel mio sogno. 
 
 
 E lui me ha mostrato 
 
 
 tutti i suoi secreti.~ 
 
 
 Stamane l’ho dimenticato. 
 
 
 Vado dormire stanotte 
 
 
 col pezzo di . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 16:22:42 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977726438</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-01T16:22:42Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The torn envelope</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977716503</link>
      <description>On coming back home after having done long hours in her studio, preparing her next exhibition, Kate Cindorvski stopped near her mailbox next to her cottage’s gate. As she opened it up . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 11:18:56 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977716503</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-06-20T11:18:56Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The prisoner</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977716455</link>
      <description>Son il prigioniero 
 
 
 ~del mio cuore, 
 
 
 e dei mie sogni.~ 
 
 
 Vedo magnifice viste 
 
 
 ~notte e giorni 
 
 
 sono si vicino~ 
 
 
 
 ~e si lontano… 
 
 
 allo stesso tempo 
 
 
 non . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 08:50:51 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977716455</guid>
      <dc:creator>Haim Kadman</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-06-20T08:50:51Z</dc:date>
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