God Hid His Face
Selected Poems of RAJZEL ZYCHLINSKY
 
I Looked Into a Mirror

I looked on a street into a mirror – 
was it me I saw in the mirror? 
Or was it a woman I had seen somewhere 
and don't remember where? 
When? 
Do you know her? 
I turned my head – 
a woman was standing near me 
and pointed a finger at the mirror. 
She asked again – 
do you know her? 
Before I could answer a word, 
she disappeared. 
I stood a long time before the mirror, 
which looked at me –
empty.

(Berkeley 1990)

Translated by Marek Kanter

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