Monday, October 14, 2013

Yehuda Amichai: "The Place Where We Are Right"


From the place where we are right
flowers will never grow
in the spring.

The place where we are right
is hard and trampled
like a yard.

But doubts and loves
dig up the world
like a mole, a plow.
And a whisper will be heard in the place
where the ruined
house once stood.



"The Place Where We Are Right" by Yehuda Amichai, from The Selected Poetry of Yehuda Amichai, edited and translated from the Hebrew by Chana Bloch and Stephen Mitchell. © University of California Press, 1996.

Image credit: "Plowed Fields 1," reduction linocut, by Dave Leeper (originally color).


 

2 comments :

  1. Thanks for this. I'm hoping it'll hold me for more than a day.

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    1. I hope so, too, David. Much more than a day.

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