Category: Miryem (Miriam) Ulinover
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The Encounter
Cocky on your walk in town, hail / to me on your way. / You stop, and startled, you exclaim: / “This girl’s hair turned gray!”
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Mushroom Gathering
A golden day mid-week — / and what else would maidens seek? / “Mushroom gathering we will go!” / Baskets rustle and pink cheeks glow.
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A Letter
Time for me to get going… / enough playing the fool: / sitting around and hoping / for a hot glance from you.
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The Red Dress
When dear summer makes its appearance, / dresses lighten, bright and pleasant; / I’m the sole one, an exception, / sheathing myself in a bold red garment.
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The Cherry
Tell me Bobe dearest wise / Tell me Beauty Dear / How this little rose red cherry / came onto my cheek right here
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Overnight
What has happened to my hair / A wonder suddenly happened there! / There was a blond knot cold and hard / and overnight it’s smooth and smart
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The Song of the Chimney Sweeper
Oo-hoo-hoo wind in the chimney / I hear a sadness time / I hear a black, dark dead long note / The chimney sweeper’s own love song
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The Testament
Good night to you my little village / and a good forever… / Does a leaf rustle on the tree? / Or does sorrow sing everywhere?
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The Challahs
“Whoever is too lazy to braid challahs / will have to weave her old grey braid” – / Bobe told me in the kitchen / and I grab my head