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Poem

Tehila Hakimi

FIFTH PLACE

While you stand at the head of the stage
I’m writing a line,
while you’re out front
I finish a poem,
you shoot from your weapons
I wash broken dishes,
you appear in the print edition
I write more poems.
In your world I’m in fifth place
after the one in power
after the generation that is sorta new                                 
after the Mizrahi who enters the fucking pantheon
after the radicals who come after.
You sit in circles
and never shut up.
Fifth place my ass,
Mizrahi women will write a million poems.

דרגה חמישית

דרגה חמישית

בִּזְמַן שֶׁאַתֶּם עוֹמְדִים בְּקִדְמַת הַבָּמָה
אֲנִי כּוֹתֶבֶת שׁוּרָה,
בִּזְמַן שֶׁאַתֶּם בַּפְרוֹנְט
אֲנִי מְסַיֶּמֶת שִׁיר,
אַתֶּם יוֹרִים מֵהַנְּשָׁקִים
אֲנִי שׁוֹטֶפֶת כֵּלִים שְׁבוּרִים,
אַתֶּם עַל מַהֲדוּרוֹת מֻדְפָּסוֹת
אֲנִי כּוֹתֶבֶת עוד שִׁירִים.
בָּעוֹלָם שֶׁלָּכֶם אֲנִי דַּרְגָּה חֲמִישִׁית
אַחֲרֵי הַהֶגְמוֹן
אַחֲרֵי מַמְשִׁיךְ דַּרְכּוֹ הַחַדְשָׁנִי יַעֲנִי
אַחֲרֵי הַמִּזְרָחִי שֶׁנִּכְנַס לַפַּנְתֵּיאוֹן הַמְּזֻיָּן
אַחֲרֵי דּוֹר הַהֶמְשֵׁךְ הָרָדִיקָלִי.
אַתֶּם יוֹשְׁבִים בְּמַעְגָּלִים
וְלֹא סוֹתְמִים.
דַּרְגָּה חֲמִישִׁית בַּתַּחַת שֶׁלִּי,
מְשׁוֹרְרוֹת מִזְרָחִיּוֹת יִכְתְּבוּ מִילְיוֹן שִׁירִים
 
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FIFTH PLACE

While you stand at the head of the stage
I’m writing a line,
while you’re out front
I finish a poem,
you shoot from your weapons
I wash broken dishes,
you appear in the print edition
I write more poems.
In your world I’m in fifth place
after the one in power
after the generation that is sorta new                                 
after the Mizrahi who enters the fucking pantheon
after the radicals who come after.
You sit in circles
and never shut up.
Fifth place my ass,
Mizrahi women will write a million poems.

FIFTH PLACE

While you stand at the head of the stage
I’m writing a line,
while you’re out front
I finish a poem,
you shoot from your weapons
I wash broken dishes,
you appear in the print edition
I write more poems.
In your world I’m in fifth place
after the one in power
after the generation that is sorta new                                 
after the Mizrahi who enters the fucking pantheon
after the radicals who come after.
You sit in circles
and never shut up.
Fifth place my ass,
Mizrahi women will write a million poems.
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Gemeente Rotterdam
Nederlands Letterenfonds
Stichting Van Beuningen Peterich-fonds
Ludo Pieters Gastschrijver Fonds
Hendrik Muller fonds
Lira fonds
J.E. Jurriaanse
Literature Translation Institute of Korea
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