1 min read
Слушать(AI)Love Of Jerusalem
There is a street where they sell only red
And there is a street where they sell only clothes and perfumes.
And thereis a day when I see only cripples and the
And those covered with leprosy, and spastics and those with twisted lips.
Here they build a house and there they
Here they dig into the
And there they dig into the sky,
Here they sit and there they
Here they hate and there they love.
But he who loves
By the tourist book or the prayer bookis like one who loves a
By a manual of sex positions.
Translated by Benjamin and Barbara Harshav
Yehuda Amichai
Yehuda Amichai (3 May 1924 – 22 September 2000) was an Israeli poet. Amichai is considered, both in Israel and internationally, as Israel's grea
Comments
You need to be signed in to write comments
Other author posts
The First Rain
The first rain reminds Of the rising summer dust The rain doesn't remember the rain of yesteryear A year is a trained beast with no memories
I Know A Man
I know a manwho photographed the view he sawfrom the window of the room where he made loveand not the face of the woman he loved there Translated by Chana Bloch
Seven Laments For The War-Dead
Mr Beringer, whose sonfell at the Canal that strangers dugso ships could cross the desert,crosses my path at Jaffa Gate He has grown very thin, has lostthe weight of his son That's why he floats so lightly in the alleysand gets caug...
The Little Park Planted
The little park planted in memory of a boywho fell in the war begins to resemble himas he was twenty eight years ago Year by year they look more alike His old parents come almost dailyto sit on a benchand look at him And every night...
