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Ronny Someck
SONNET OF THE AIR NARCISSUS
Night showers wash the asphalt dragons,water residues traced in puddles
and at four in the morning the language of myth
touches the edge of sidewalks.
At this pace flames will soon erupt from the throat
and street will turn against street.
The red light will be the light of a paper lantern
and nightingales will soar from Chinese legends to those of tomorrow.
Only, among the heart’s rocks
(of he who can fall in love
with the spreading spot
between the nail’s coastal plain and the fingers of a girl he
barely knows) will
the pink-frozen night of the air narcissus blossom.
© Translation: 2006, Gabriel Levin
SONNET OF THE AIR NARCISSUS
© 1996, Ronny Someck
From: Gan ‛eden le-orez
Publisher: Zmora Bitan,
From: Gan ‛eden le-orez
Publisher: Zmora Bitan,
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SONNET OF THE AIR NARCISSUS
From: Gan ‛eden le-orez
SONNET OF THE AIR NARCISSUS
Night showers wash the asphalt dragons,water residues traced in puddles
and at four in the morning the language of myth
touches the edge of sidewalks.
At this pace flames will soon erupt from the throat
and street will turn against street.
The red light will be the light of a paper lantern
and nightingales will soar from Chinese legends to those of tomorrow.
Only, among the heart’s rocks
(of he who can fall in love
with the spreading spot
between the nail’s coastal plain and the fingers of a girl he
barely knows) will
the pink-frozen night of the air narcissus blossom.
© 2006, Gabriel Levin
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