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 ...
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 ...
They amputatedYour thighs off my hips.As far as I'm concernedThey are all surgeons. All of them.They dismantled usEach from the ...
People in a hall that's lit so brightlyIt hurtsSpoke of religionIn the lives of contemporary peopleAnd on the place of ...
In a modern museumIn an old synagogueIn the synagogueIWithin meMy heartWithin my heartA museumWithin a museumA synagogueWithin itIWithin meMy heartWithin ...
I know a man who photographed the view he saw from the window of the room where he made love ...
On Rabbi Kook's Street I walk without this good man-- A streiml he wore for prayer A silk top hat ...
Near the wall of a house painted to look like stone, I saw visions of God. A sleepless night that ...
Yad Mordechai. Those who fell here still look out the windows like sick children who are not allowed outside to ...
A night drive to Ein Yahav in the Arava Desert, a drive in the rain. Yes, in the rain. There ...
And we shall not get excited. Because a translator May not get excited. Calmly, we shall pass on Words from ...
On a roof in the Old City Laundry hanging in the late afternoon sunlight: The white sheet of a woman ...
God-Full-of-Mercy, the prayer for the dead. If God was not full of mercy, Mercy would have been in the world, ...
An Arab shepherd is searching for his goat on Mount Zion And on the opposite hill I am searching for ...
After you left me I let a dog smell at My chest and my belly. It will fill its nose ...
There is a street where they sell only red meat And there is a street where they sell only clothes ...
The little park planted in memory of a boy who fell in the war begins to resemble him as he ...
Not the peace of a cease-fire not even the vision of the wolf and the lamb, but rather as in ...
If I forget thee, Jerusalem, Then let my right be forgotten. Let my right be forgotten, and my left remember. ...
Half the people in the world love the other half, half the people hate the other half. Must I because ...
On a little hill amid fertile fields lies a small cemetery, a Jewish cemetery behind a rusty gate, hidden by ...
Memorial day for the war dead. Add now the grief of all your losses to their grief, even of a ...
My child wafts peace. When I lean over him, It is not just the smell of soap. All the people ...
I have become very hairy all over my body. I'm afraid they'll start hunting me because of my fur. My ...
Try to remember some details. Remember the clothing of the one you love so that on the day of loss ...
They amputated Your thighs off my hips. As far as I'm concerned They are all surgeons. All of them. They ...
All night the army came up from Gilgal To get to the killing field, and that's all. In the ground, ...
Do not accept these rains that come too late. Better to linger. Make your pain An image of the desert. ...
Hebrew writing and Arabic writing go from east to west, Latin writing, from west to east. Languages are like cats: ...
The end was quick and bitter. Slow and sweet was the time between us, slow and sweet were the nights ...
The first rain reminds me Of the rising summer dust. The rain doesn't remember the rain of yesteryear. A year ...
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