I Remember
(Dedicated to Jacob Patt)
I remember –
it was an evening
like today –
I was alone in a park.
The benches were empty and abandoned,
as if they knew
that never again
would anyone sit on them.
Slowly the leaves were falling,
counting the autumns on the earth.
Silence was all around,
as before a storm.
In what country was that?
In what city?
It was a temple
without a God
and without worshipers.
And how did I, from there,
escape?
Translated by Barnett Zumoff
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