Yosef latman
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MUSINGS
(Free translation from Russian by the author Yosef Latman)
Old tree... I look at him with a pain in heart of mine.
The roots, after years, having gnarled, as hands,
They seized in the ground... As a soldier in the line,
The trunk, tried and tested life, is motionless...
Only a breeze, playfully, as if from boredom,
Sometimes shakes sleepy branches slightly...
The leaves little rustle, and then,
Yellows, are falling into an abyss of parting.
Old tree... I look at him with pain...
May 2020
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