Tag: spring
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Shifreleh’s Portrait
On the wall, left of my bed / my daughter’s portrait hangs / frequently during the night I think of her / and see her lovely face / and hear her talk with me…
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Spring
Like fish with mother of pearl / clouds swim in the cool sky / and from their feathers flow / drip drops clouded with the sun / into the dark mouth of earth
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When from my little village I was parted / My grandfather took me to the lake / the spring sun warmed the blue sky / He handed me a note when we said goodbye