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David Vogel

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My horses climb slowly

My horses climb slowly
on the way up the mountain
night has settled black
within us and everything.

My wagon creaks heavily for a moment
as if loaded with thousands of dead.

I will send a quiet tune
far off
on the waves of night.

My horses listen and climb slowly.

© Translation: 2012, Lisa Katz

My horses climb slowly

© 1998, Hakibbutz Hameuchad
From: Kol Hashirim
Publisher: Hakibbutz Hameuchad, Tel Aviv

David Vogel

David Vogel

(Russian Federation, 1891 - 1944)

“I love him very much,” says Lilach Netanel, the scholar who discovered the manuscript of Vogel’s lost novel ‘Viennese Romance’ last year. “He was something of a total failure when it came to doing things. He never held a job, he abhorred economic life. When he was in Palestine he was offered a job teaching Hebrew at the Gymnasia Herzliya [high school], but he stammered a couple of words and sa...

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My horses climb slowly

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My horses climb slowly

My horses climb slowly
on the way up the mountain
night has settled black
within us and everything.

My wagon creaks heavily for a moment
as if loaded with thousands of dead.

I will send a quiet tune
far off
on the waves of night.

My horses listen and climb slowly.

© 2012, Lisa Katz
From: Kol Hashirim

My horses climb slowly

My horses climb slowly
on the way up the mountain
night has settled black
within us and everything.

My wagon creaks heavily for a moment
as if loaded with thousands of dead.

I will send a quiet tune
far off
on the waves of night.

My horses listen and climb slowly.

© 2012, Lisa Katz

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