Poetry
Winter 2014
To the Full Severity of Compassion
From the Hebrew. —from Poems, 1962 Count them. Yes, you can count them. They are not like the sand upon the seashore. They are not like the stars of […]
Poetry
Winter 2014
And Let Us Not Get Excited
And let us not get excited, for a translator must not get excited. Quietly, let us pass down words from one to another, one tongue to other lips, unawares, the […]
Poetry
Winter 2014
Equality
From the Hebrew. —from Even a Fist Once Was an Open Palm and Fingers,1989 I buy a small bag of figs, I hold the bag with the hand that’s […]
Poetry
Summer 2002
The Jewish Time Bomb
From the Hebrew. On my desk is a stone with "Amen" engraved on it, one shard saved from the thousands of broken gravestones in Jewish cemeteries. And I know that […]