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Geoffrey's Journals
Fiction


It Better Be Fun
Jaffa Gate (Shmuel Katz, 20th C) I decided to walk to the interview. I was about to be offered a job, but I did not know what it was. I...
Geoffrey Clarfield
Jul 31, 2025


Lost Horizon
Ein Karem, Jerusalem Jewish life is noisy and as Israel is the Jewish state par excellence, Israelis are noisy. But it is a joyful noise....
Geoffrey Clarfield
Jun 30, 2025


The Bear
Fall In The Foothills (W. Herbert Dunton, 1933-34) David said, “The Lord who delivered me from the paw of the lion and from the paw of...
Geoffrey Clarfield
Mar 31, 2025


Twelve Bearded Men
Kogi Indians, Columbia My security detail from the Moroccan police showed up at my door before sunset on Friday afternoon. He and I do...
Geoffrey Clarfield
Jan 1, 2025


He Was Not Like Robin Hood
The old city or the “medina” of Tangier has a Synagogue Street. These synagogues were full and active community centres until shortly...
Geoffrey Clarfield
Mar 31, 2023


You Have Much to Learn About Living Here
Many years ago I read that authors create characters and they take on a life of their own. Such is the case with my housekeeper Zainab, a...
Geoffrey Clarfield
Mar 1, 2023


Things Were Different Back Then
Listen to Geoffrey Clarfield in a live reading of this story about Morocco.
Geoffrey Clarfield
Feb 1, 2023


A Rolling Stone
I had to come back to the tomb of Amran Ben Diwan in the town of Wazzan, here in the Riff Mountains of Northern Morocco because Moroccan Jews had written praise songs about this miracle working saint from the 18th century. The Moroccan Ministry of Culture had hired some Jewish Moroccan musicians to perform them at one of these interfaith festivals which now has branches across the country. Visiting Israelis, curious European and North American tourists and French educated Mor
Geoffrey Clarfield
Jan 1, 2023
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