On the road-side to Beit-Berl

(poem 16 of 32)

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A
On the road-side to Beit-Berl a torn cat was laid
for many days. Many days she was laid there
As if wanting to tell me something.
During the time I fraternized with her, have greeted her
Whenever I passed by her, estimating the growth of death
Within her body.
At that time my soul was bitter, torn in itself.
I said to myself that you are dead and here you are embodied within her.
I have greeted you whenever I passed by.
Thus, a torn cat by the road-side to Beit-Berl helped me
To complete the ceremony of parting.

B
At one point on this main road I always saw you
A run-over cat symbolized the psychic side
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In the deeper and darker stratum the matches were found
To set the darkness on fire and to scar the landscape with percents of disability
Extroverted feelings won't quail at murder
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And a door is scratching and darkness offers a momentary shelter
Since all is open, there is nothing to hide behind
And nothing to cover-up

Suddenly (and gradually) a house is growing amid nature
And a psychologist is helping me to build my body


* Beit-Berl is a college, where I completed my studies in librarianship.



Translated from the Hebrew by the author, © 1996 Ella Bat-Tsion, http://osher.in