History of The Southern Levant

History Of The Southern Levant

The Southern Levant is the southern portion of the geographical region bordering the Mediterranean between Egypt and Mesopotamia (the Levant). A narrow definition would take in roughly the same area as the modern states of Israel, the West Bank, the Gaza Strip, and Jordan, while a wider definition would include Syria. Modern archaeologists and historians of the region refer to their field of study as Syro-Palestinian archaeology. The history of this region stems from its geographic location, providing a land bridge between, Egypt and Africa, to the south, and Syria and Asia to the north. The political instability exhibiited in much of the history of the Southern Levant stems from this geopolitical fact.

Read more about History Of The Southern Levant:  Bronze Age (3300-1200 BCE), Iron Age (1200–332 BCE)

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