Magazine article World Literature Today

Three Poems

Magazine article World Literature Today

Three Poems

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On recent nights

I look for my home

wandering after it in the paths of the universe

feeling its way with bare hands

singing to it in Hungarian

calling it in Hebrew

come, come, come.

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And what is a house anyway?

A structure

standing on foundations

of the body and the covenant of the words.

If first person

says to second person

words like leave me alone

the cracks will open their mouths wide

bring down the walls

and the house will collapse

on its tenants.

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Once I spread over me love

and made a house out of it.

I wove a pillow and a blanket

and in the time of the babies

I knit a lace canopy.

The light wandered between the eyes of the occupants.

I was the wind that sang in the curtains

the window that looked out to the landscape

the wash hung to dry.

I folded the love

corner to corner

and carefully placed it

within the folds of the shirts.

I stored all my hopes there.

I was standing at the opening and waiting.

Later there was war

and letters arrived

or didn't arrive

I was standing at the opening and waiting. …

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