If I concentrate on the remaining cup

A
If I concentrate on the remaining cup
The bitter cry of my mother
I came to relieve
To pacify
To erase
To undo the coloured coat of an irregular son.
The winged birds are drunk with this dawn
If I concentrate on the remaining cup -
It is empty

B
A few things as someone who has moved from his place
And has taken the necessary with him
A few things as in a prisoner's or hermit's cell
Who live by another criterium

C
The chamber is flooded with heavenly light
If I concentrate on the remaining cup
It is empty but transparent and through it may be seen
Refractions of light as significant things:
It is preferred a grey bird in flight
Which consists of grey birds, because
The coloured coat demands its own price ---


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Translated from the Hebrew by the author, © 1996 Ella Bat-Tsion