Poem
Israel Eliraz
40
speaking of a thirst that grows strongeruntil I can't imagine
it anymore except
as the real thing which can't
be other than itself.
Beyond the kitchen wall, over there, in the world
things happen that are
the strong material reality woven of wild
lines, which are a sort of
urgency, of happenstance.
The music like a bright hand scatters slips of paper:
welcome
to the sun!
There is a parking space next to the gaze, we'll set out
from one material reality
to another
© Translation: 2006, Gabriel Levin
40
© 2006, Israel Eliraz
From: Aruxat ‛erev ‛im Spinoza va-xaverim
Publisher: Even Hoshen,
From: Aruxat ‛erev ‛im Spinoza va-xaverim
Publisher: Even Hoshen,
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40
speaking of a thirst that grows strongeruntil I can't imagine
it anymore except
as the real thing which can't
be other than itself.
Beyond the kitchen wall, over there, in the world
things happen that are
the strong material reality woven of wild
lines, which are a sort of
urgency, of happenstance.
The music like a bright hand scatters slips of paper:
welcome
to the sun!
There is a parking space next to the gaze, we'll set out
from one material reality
to another
© 2006, Gabriel Levin
From: Aruxat ‛erev ‛im Spinoza va-xaverim
From: Aruxat ‛erev ‛im Spinoza va-xaverim
40
speaking of a thirst that grows strongeruntil I can't imagine
it anymore except
as the real thing which can't
be other than itself.
Beyond the kitchen wall, over there, in the world
things happen that are
the strong material reality woven of wild
lines, which are a sort of
urgency, of happenstance.
The music like a bright hand scatters slips of paper:
welcome
to the sun!
There is a parking space next to the gaze, we'll set out
from one material reality
to another
© 2006, Gabriel Levin
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