I actually went through my clutter this morning
due to the rainy conditions in Europe
I found this poem, i thought why not?
It is high time to revive my group "translated touch"
If you have translated a poem from a language other than English
please share!
Here it is :
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"This infinity called : "mother"
This is me, this is me, the strong complete circle,
this bright, shiny fullness
that chases away each tremble and fear
is called "mother".
Mother,
my mother,
an old light. a violent cry.
Now i know what you had all those days."
by Tirza Atar
translated from Hebrew by me on April ,1997
when my eldest child was a baby 7 months old
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