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Dan Pagis
SUDDEN HEART
Sudden heart, tightrope walker with no ropeand no rest, how long will it be?
Down in the lighted arena the horses shake their heads
over you, their bright plumes waving goodbye.
And already the mournful tuba
and that sentimental codger, the double bass,
lament you in a syncopated rhythm.
Far down below,
to meet your fall, stretches
the drum.
But this blue void,
this free fall,
this piercing joy
© Translation: 1989, Stephen Mitchell
From: Variable Directions
Publisher: North Point, San Francisco, 1989
From: Variable Directions
Publisher: North Point, San Francisco, 1989
SUDDEN HEART
© 1991, Hakibbutz Hameuchad and the Bialik Institute
From: Kol Hashirim Dan Pagis
Publisher: Hakibbutz Hameuchad and the Bialik Institute, Tel Aviv & Jerusalem
From: Kol Hashirim Dan Pagis
Publisher: Hakibbutz Hameuchad and the Bialik Institute, Tel Aviv & Jerusalem
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SUDDEN HEART
From: Kol Hashirim Dan Pagis
SUDDEN HEART
Sudden heart, tightrope walker with no ropeand no rest, how long will it be?
Down in the lighted arena the horses shake their heads
over you, their bright plumes waving goodbye.
And already the mournful tuba
and that sentimental codger, the double bass,
lament you in a syncopated rhythm.
Far down below,
to meet your fall, stretches
the drum.
But this blue void,
this free fall,
this piercing joy
© 1989, Stephen Mitchell
From: Variable Directions
Publisher: 1989, North Point, San Francisco
From: Variable Directions
Publisher: 1989, North Point, San Francisco
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