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Once
Translated by Mayer Landau

Once your word was a home for me
With windows and doors open to bliss,
And I knew- there was no distance
From which I would not find my way back to you.

And the wrinkle on your brow, like a deep cut
Through the wide fresh field of your sorrow
Soaked in the rain of my grief and the dew of my joy
Like a parched furrow.

And between your eyes and my lips
The space became like the body of a fiddle-
The air, like a string pulled taut, quivered
With the wail of my blood and my thirsty cry.

And now I face the wind, and loneliness, and sadness
Without a home and without you- alone,
And step into the desert through desolation and night
Is like the first forgiveness and the last lament.

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