God Hid His Face
Selected Poems of RAJZEL ZYCHLINSKY
 
A Line From Rilke

A line from Rilke 
keeps circling in my mind -
the buildings want to climb out 
of their narrow scaffolding 
and want to see where the fields begin -
and I too want to climb out of myself 
and want to see where the city ends. 
But I am a prisoner 
of the skyscrapers -
the long shadows they cast 
on houses, 
streets, 
neighborhoods -
and forever will I 
wander around here, 
looking for myself, 
lost, 
forsaken.
 

Translated by Barnett Zumoff 

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