Colorful As Ever
Theres no supervision, no control, the dead will be
all this sweat. Afterwards therell be a foggy
morning again, merciful grasses will sprout
wild roots, the smell of the apple colorful
as ever, parrots screeching in uncontrollable anger,
an eternal forests darkness, amazing butterflies
as leaves, secrets of the pleasure that will suddenly
will rouse and arouse me until I no longer desire
and awake from my sleep.
İRachel Eshed. İtr. David Cooper. The Hebrew text is a digitized copy
taken from HAVTACHOT
published by Hakibbutz Hameuchad Publishing House Ltd., P.O.B. 1432,
Bnei Brak 51114 (Tel Aviv) in 1996; with permission.