Poem
Hedva Harechavi
LIKE THEN, WHEN A THIN CRACK WAS SUSPECTED,
and memory was chaosand a spirit of longing blew
fiercely
over memory
and longings seeped into one another
and longings connected to one another
and longings intersected one another
and longings were torn from one another
and longings wept over one another
and longings clasped one another
and longings became one another
and longings were destroyed like one another
and longings lost their minds like
longings the likes of which there never were
and all the longings suddenly became
a kind of broken lump, like
a shattered dog
in a private toy garden
of your own
© Translation: 2006, Vivian Eden
כמו אז, כשהיה חשש לסדק דק
כמו אז, כשהיה חשש לסדק דק
והזכרון היה תהו ובהו
ורוח געגועים היתה נושבת
בחזקה
על הזכרון
וגעגועים חלחלו אלו לאלו
וגעגועים נקשרו אלו באלו
וגעגועים הצטלבו אלו ואלו
וגעגועים נקרעו אלו מאלו
וגעגועים בכו אלו על אלו
וגעגועים אחזו אלו את אלו
וגעגועים הפכו אלו לאלו
וגעגועים נחרבו אלו כמו אלו
וגעגועים יצאו מדעתם כדגמת
געגועים שלא היו כדגמתם
וכל הגעגועים נהפכו להם, פתאם
למין גוש נוצץ כזה, כמו
כלב מנפץ
בגן צעצועים פרטי
שלך
© 2006, Hedva Harechavi
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LIKE THEN, WHEN A THIN CRACK WAS SUSPECTED,
and memory was chaosand a spirit of longing blew
fiercely
over memory
and longings seeped into one another
and longings connected to one another
and longings intersected one another
and longings were torn from one another
and longings wept over one another
and longings clasped one another
and longings became one another
and longings were destroyed like one another
and longings lost their minds like
longings the likes of which there never were
and all the longings suddenly became
a kind of broken lump, like
a shattered dog
in a private toy garden
of your own
© 2006, Vivian Eden
LIKE THEN, WHEN A THIN CRACK WAS SUSPECTED,
and memory was chaosand a spirit of longing blew
fiercely
over memory
and longings seeped into one another
and longings connected to one another
and longings intersected one another
and longings were torn from one another
and longings wept over one another
and longings clasped one another
and longings became one another
and longings were destroyed like one another
and longings lost their minds like
longings the likes of which there never were
and all the longings suddenly became
a kind of broken lump, like
a shattered dog
in a private toy garden
of your own
© 2006, Vivian Eden
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