Poem
Esther Ettinger
ELISHA
A bed and a table and a chair and a lampYou 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.
© Translation: 2012, Vivian Eden
ELISHA
© 1986, HaKibbutz Hameuchad
From: Before the Music
Publisher: Hakibbutz Hameuchad, Tel Aviv
From: Before the Music
Publisher: Hakibbutz Hameuchad, Tel Aviv
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ELISHA
A bed and a table and a chair and a lampYou 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.
© 2012, Vivian Eden
From: Before the Music
From: Before the Music
ELISHA
A bed and a table and a chair and a lampYou 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.
© 2012, Vivian Eden
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