Job (Rachel Korn Poems)
As if heaven openedin a downpour of scabs and cursesthat washed my blessings offand made me stand before you naked.Loneliness ...
As if heaven openedin a downpour of scabs and cursesthat washed my blessings offand made me stand before you naked.Loneliness ...
The orchards of her homeStill blossom in her glancesAnd in her dreams great flocksOf geese are feathered;She used to drive ...
And no one knows what became of him, Crazy Levi,who tied the roadsfrom Yaverev to Moshtsiskto Samber to Greyding in ...
Loving another, yet she married my father.That other portrait faded with the years.From her album paged in musty velvetShimmered forth ...
I cannot rise from bedTo open the doorFor thee.Like saddled horsesMy crutches lean against the wallWaiting for someone's handsTo guide ...
When was your immortal deed set and sealed?Or, could it have been a childish dreamThat came as a sinister messageInto ...
That's how they met,In a dream in the night,The young girl with loose, flying hairAnd the woman on toward sixty.The ...
It is fear, it is threat not to speak of,It is standing on the threshold of pain,It is the figure ...
Age and years of work showed in Lazer's handsand the eyes and breasts of his second wife were young-the paper ...
When I led you out, the earth spurted blood and terrorwith every step we took,the greatest good was sudden death,and ...
It's a dread and endless fright,A threshold of pain and grief,A something standing at the door,Wrapped in the gray, thick ...
My hand forgot to stroke your head,Was left suspended in the air,Like a mute and frozen cry-While like a small ...
I wasn't brave enough to turnwhen my home was burnedand my happiness was torn away.I envy youfor turning in mid-flightturning ...
In this direction my father turned his face,With his prayer shawl over his head.Here are the fields and forestsHe walked ...
My town always yearnsFor you-Streets, like lipsWant to fall where you have walked.The trees before my window dream of youOn ...
How many years have passedsince I stepped across the thresholdfor the last time?A bridal canopy of turbid smokehas spanned itselfabove ...
Es messten durch Sahara's weiss zeglihte SamdenEinundreissig Kemlen schwer belodenMit der Masse vun mein nischt gestilltenBenkenisch,Mit'n Oizar vun geheiligt Hoffen.Loifen ...
Sunsets arelike the last hemorrhageof a consumptive,that floods the sky'sWestern rim,and embraces sorrow'sdecline,at the scarlet-red ribbon.The palm treeswith the oncoming ...
Once your word was a home for meWith windows and doors open to bliss,And I knew- there was no distanceFrom ...
He sold the one-horned cowand let the money blow through his fingerslike so much spiderweb.Ever since, the stall has been ...
Don't Shame my word that tears itself to youas you tell us not to shame a poor man's handdon't humble ...
Sandalwood-trees with silver-grey stems-Are the first to burst aflame,As if no longer fearingTo be cheated of their birthright,In haste and ...
My hands-Two worlds,With straight, and crooked linesOf rivers, mountains and valleysThrough narrow, tapering gullys,Carved by thousands of yearsMy fate flows, ...
You noticed a smile on my face,And you measured my life outIn yards of blissful daysWhich wait somewhere for me.And ...
Every hour needles pierce the heart,And make it bleed like the deep crimson of red silkOn cool, white-linen flesh.And a ...
I'm still as spendthriftAs ever I have been.However few hours fate will leave me,Though I must ponder that solemn hour,At ...
I'd Love to meet your mother onceAnd kiss her hands.No doubt she'd find you in my eyesAnd all your words ...
Put the word to my lipslike a signature at the end of a page.send me - where? I don't know ...
Give me my friend, a necklace of beads-My bare throatLongs for smooth, yellow amber,The tears of an old primeval forest.Their ...
I am standing at the noontime of your life,A stalk bent with fullness in the middle of a field,Which has ...
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