God Hid His Face
Selected Poems of RAJZEL ZYCHLINSKY
 
Silent Doors

I am the guardian 
of silent doors. 
I stand before the locked rectangles 
as before the Ten Commandments –
is someone dying behind them? 
Is someone being born? 
I bow my head 
before silent doors.
 

Translated by Barnett Zumoff

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