Month: October 2013

On the Wall of a House by Yehuda Amichai

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On the wall of a house on which
bricks were painted I saw
visions of God.

A sleepless night which makes others’ heads ache
made flowers open up in my brain.

And he who was lost like a dog
will be found like a man and come back.

Love is not the last room:
There are others along
the long corridor that has no end.

In the Morning you Always Come Back by Cesare Pavese

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Dawn’s faint breath
breathes with your mouth
at the ends of empty streets.
Gray light your eyes,
sweet drops of dawn
on dark hills.
Your steps and breath
like the wind of dawn
smother houses.
The city shudders.
Stones exhale–
you are life, an awakening.

Star lost
in the light of dawn,
trill of the breeze,
warmth, breath–
the night is done.

You are light and morning.