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T. Carmi

AT ALL TIMES

Your hand is smaller than mine,
but I see your body
from one end of the world to another.

You speak quietly,
but I hear you
on thunder over the sea.

The enlargement terrifies.
I move near or far,
but I can’t decipher the writing.

There’s no deception in you,
but you ambush me in mountain passes,
between daybreak and dawn,
between the dog and the wolf.

AT ALL TIMES

T. Carmi

T. Carmi

(Verenigde Staten, 1925 - 1994)

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AT ALL TIMES

AT ALL TIMES

Your hand is smaller than mine,
but I see your body
from one end of the world to another.

You speak quietly,
but I hear you
on thunder over the sea.

The enlargement terrifies.
I move near or far,
but I can’t decipher the writing.

There’s no deception in you,
but you ambush me in mountain passes,
between daybreak and dawn,
between the dog and the wolf.
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