a summer poem translated by eran tzelgov & uri eran
The summer slammed boom boom And I yelled sleeping man sleeping man I yelled I have no chance Spear eyelids were sent to a place But my spirit is bound And mine is my black angel Wonderful is his sealing love He took me to the tents Where Germany drowned in the Baltic Sea Geese and swans were burnt instantly And a defiant hand was sent up a thousand heights And down kaleidoscopic paintings were sung beside a Ficus That does not say Israel Israel Israel Ah! I passed the signs and the humming the yelling The grasp of the megaphone with a shaking hand The voice yelled-‐out like a raven That we all hatched in rage Ahh! Valiant onto warm and wet asphalt At night every fuck finds peace I love, and something like soft water I love And I haven’t seen the Opera Tower so ugly with a snakes’ fountain around it Because the sea has closed The street opened at our feet Chubby white shoed legs 225