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Monday, January 24, 2011
"Meeting, Hardly Meeting"
Meeting, hardly meeting, suffices:
one quick glance, fragments of obscure words,
and again waves of happiness and pain
sweep over everything and rage.
The dam of oblivion I had built in my defence
is as if it had never been.
I kneel on the shore of the roaring sea
and drink my fill.
Photo: Joachim Schmind
© 1994, Jean Shapiro Cantu. Translation: Robert Friend
From: Flowers of Perhaps: Selected Poems of Rachel Bluwstein
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