God Hid His Face
Selected Poems of RAJZEL ZYCHLINSKY
 
To Wander in You

To wander in you 
as in a dark, green forest, 
darken in your trunks, 
dawn in your branches, 
rest on the sunspots 
of your hands, 
die in the voice of a bird 
somewhere far away, 
die in your voice.
 

Translated by Barnett Zumoff

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