The sorrow of his grief is upon me

Written by  Yona Levy Grosman

Translated by  Lami Halperin.





And the sorrow of his grief is upon me,
Sorrow
On me.
And his grief, his grief.
And why upon me?
And why do I take all these sorrows
Upon myself?
To bask in their pain
As if to touch
The whole world.
As if to know.
Know the whole world
Broken down into details
And bits
Of details
Crying out,
Here, don’t touch. Touching here hurts.
And my lust
For touching,
Will not hurt again.
And the sorrow of his grief, remains
Upon me always.










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