Yehuda Amichai Poems (42 Poems)
Let The Memorial Hill Remember (Yehuda Amichai Poems)
Let the memorial hill remember instead of me,that’s what it’s here for. Let the par in-memory-of remember,let the street that’s-named-for remember,let the well-known building remember,let the synagogue that’s named after God rememberlet the rolling Torah scroll remember, let the prayerfor … Continue reading
A Pity. We Were Such a Good Invention (Yehuda Amichai Poems)
They amputatedYour thighs off my hips.As far as I’m concernedThey are all surgeons. All of them. They dismantled usEach from the other.As far as I’m concernedThey are all engineers. All of them. A pity. We were such a goodAnd loving … Continue reading
Great Serenity: Questions and Answers (Yehuda Amichai Poems)
People in a hall that’s lit so brightlyIt hurtsSpoke of religionIn the lives of contemporary peopleAnd on the place of God People spoke in excited voicesLike in an airportI left themI opened an iron door that had written on it“Emergency … Continue reading
Endless Poem (Yehuda Amichai Poems)
In a modern museumIn an old synagogueIn the synagogueIWithin meMy heartWithin my heartA museumWithin a museumA synagogueWithin itIWithin meMy heartWithin my heartA museum (Yehuda Amichai)
I Know A Man (Yehuda Amichai Poem)
I know a man who photographed the view he saw from the window of the room where he made love and not the face of the woman he loved there. (Yehuda Amichai)
On Rabbi Kook’s Street (Yehuda Amichai Poems)
On Rabbi Kook’s Street I walk without this good man– A streiml he wore for prayer A silk top hat he wore to govern, fly in the wind of the dead above me, float on the water of my dreams. … Continue reading
Near The Wall Of A House (Yehuda Amichai Poem)
Near the wall of a house painted to look like stone, I saw visions of God. A sleepless night that gives others a headache gave me flowers opening beautifully inside my brain. And he who was lost like a dog … Continue reading
Yad Mordechai (Yehuda Amichai Poem)
Yad Mordechai. Those who fell here still look out the windows like sick children who are not allowed outside to play. And on the hillside, the battle is reenacted for the benefit of hikers and tourists. Soldiers of thin sheet … Continue reading
Jerusalem (Yehuda Amichai Poem)
On a roof in the Old City Laundry hanging in the late afternoon sunlight: The white sheet of a woman who is my enemy, The towel of a man who is my enemy, To wipe off the sweat of his … Continue reading
God Full Of Mercy (Yehuda Amichai Poem)
God-Full-of-Mercy, the prayer for the dead. If God was not full of mercy, Mercy would have been in the world, Not just in Him. I, who plucked flowers in the hills And looked down into all the valleys, I, who … Continue reading
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