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Poem

Esther Ettinger

ELISHA

A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp
You said
And I said Elisha.
A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp you said
So essential and precise I said
And how superfluous all the rest.

A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp
How suddenly my blood ran dry
And I was white as the room,
As the tears.
A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp
Touched me like the very clarity of heaven
Touched the bluest chord.

You said nothing Elisha
Nor did you lean over me.
A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp
And how superfluous all the rest.

ELISHA

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ELISHA

A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp
You said
And I said Elisha.
A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp you said
So essential and precise I said
And how superfluous all the rest.

A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp
How suddenly my blood ran dry
And I was white as the room,
As the tears.
A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp
Touched me like the very clarity of heaven
Touched the bluest chord.

You said nothing Elisha
Nor did you lean over me.
A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp
And how superfluous all the rest.

ELISHA

A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp
You said
And I said Elisha.
A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp you said
So essential and precise I said
And how superfluous all the rest.

A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp
How suddenly my blood ran dry
And I was white as the room,
As the tears.
A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp
Touched me like the very clarity of heaven
Touched the bluest chord.

You said nothing Elisha
Nor did you lean over me.
A bed and a table and a chair and a lamp
And how superfluous all the rest.
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