Tag: birds
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Good
Love have I for all that lives in song / Birds, women in blue hats / A tree, a street, a wall / All that is familiar and what’s not
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Arrest
Feygele woke up from sleep / and cried, / she saw her Khayim in trouble / heard her mother cry
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In the Middle of the Way
From my hair rain is running / my cheeks are wet / come to muddy thresholds as a guest / am silent, about where and to whom