Exile At Last: Selected Poems by Rosenfarb Chava

Author:Rosenfarb, Chava
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: P.D. Meany Ltd.
Published: 2012-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

But I cannot go there,

Even though I would give my life

To be with the pious.

Because I have broken every bone in my body

By falling from burning walls.

So I have no feet,

So I have no hands,

So He must carry me Himself to His prayer house

And He must lead me on his godlike legs

And mark out for me the path

From the place where He Himself was locked away behind iron doors.

From where in the darkest days,

He hung from scaffolds of heavenly heights

From the chimneys of Auschwitz.

From where in the piercing nights, He

Expired in the sparks and fumes.

From where his soul exhaled its breath

With the last tremor of a community of the pious.

From where white lime was poured on His body

And clods of earth were piled upon it.

From where he was extinguished in the eye of a suckling infant,

Still clinging to its dead mother’s nipple.

From where there were extinguished all His godly decrees,

From where He Himself, like a starving dog,

Beside Himself with joy at the sight of a frozen potato ...

Felt the boot of a soldier stamped on his face with one single stomp.

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