Things no one
a blot on my brow and my tired
Three little blunders
An electric current but more delicate
on the soles of my feet, and a kind of sudden joy
that I have a bed, that my palms are whole,
and also unblemished and fine.
Shshsh, now sleep, blind
like a young childs dream.
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.