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Meir Wieseltier
EXIT TO THE SEA
Once there was a woman.She was very old.
For seventy-five years
she’d lived in this world.
When she was seventy-six
she thought she’d had enough.
She threw herself into the sea
to drown in its troughs.
The sea is a billion years old
and doesn’t care about us.
It can drown old women daily
without any fuss.
But people were alarmed
and pulled her back to shore.
In the municipal hospital
she got the finest care.
Now she’s in a Home
where they keep the Elderly.
In vain she’d hoped to find
a way out in the sea.
From: The Flower of Anarchy: Selected Poems of Meir Wieseltier
EXIT TO THE SEA
© 1981, Meir Wieseltier
From: Motsa El Hayam (Exit to the sea)
Publisher: Hakibbutz Hameuchad,
From: Motsa El Hayam (Exit to the sea)
Publisher: Hakibbutz Hameuchad,
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EXIT TO THE SEA
From: Motsa El Hayam (Exit to the sea)
EXIT TO THE SEA
Once there was a woman.She was very old.
For seventy-five years
she’d lived in this world.
When she was seventy-six
she thought she’d had enough.
She threw herself into the sea
to drown in its troughs.
The sea is a billion years old
and doesn’t care about us.
It can drown old women daily
without any fuss.
But people were alarmed
and pulled her back to shore.
In the municipal hospital
she got the finest care.
Now she’s in a Home
where they keep the Elderly.
In vain she’d hoped to find
a way out in the sea.
From: The Flower of Anarchy: Selected Poems of Meir Wieseltier
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