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Efrat Mishori

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PELLETS OF GLASS

Pellets of glass worked with heat
Sunk deep at the base of a bowl.
Beaten in on themselves, poised and moist,
Shining at me, forbidden, aglow.

    Won’t   touch   m.
    Won’t   touch   m.
    Won’t   m           ove    my     hand.

   I’ll cherish the ban,
   I’ll raise it between my lips,
   I’ll slake it with what words
   Cannot secrete.

© Translation: 2004, Anat Schultz

PELLETS OF GLASS

© 1996, Efrat Mishori
From: As Far As Efrat
Publisher: Ha-kibbutz ha-meuchad,

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(Israël, 1964)

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PELLETS OF GLASS

From: As Far As Efrat

PELLETS OF GLASS

Pellets of glass worked with heat
Sunk deep at the base of a bowl.
Beaten in on themselves, poised and moist,
Shining at me, forbidden, aglow.

    Won’t   touch   m.
    Won’t   touch   m.
    Won’t   m           ove    my     hand.

   I’ll cherish the ban,
   I’ll raise it between my lips,
   I’ll slake it with what words
   Cannot secrete.

© 2004, Anat Schultz

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