A Cypress In His Own Right
written by: Lali Tsipi Michaeli
translated by: Michael Simkin
I remember a cone shaped cypress
Reaching the sky
I remember
And then I am cut short
But in the distance
The cypress continues
Peaks-to-peaks
To grow and to shrink
And the house shrivels
And the whole yard which enveloped
The epoch
And a big playing field for
A girl torn out
Before growing up
A cypress in his own right
Roots & roots
Promising to lift up
Peaks
to
Peaks
“Look.”
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