by Agi Mishol
Translated by Lisa Katz
So what did we have?
The sweet scent of jasmine,
the painted orange sun
discovered suddenly
while cutting the persimmon in half
at the first volley of light.
The chicory flowers'
morning blue,
the entire meadow,
a cluster of snails
on top of a sea onion stalk
and there was also the word "wagtail."
What else was there?
The cicada requiem,
pink sheep in the sloping sky,
and the soft, much-kissed down
on the bottom of the cat's ear
and that's it, I think
that's what we had
today.
Today is Day 45, which is six weeks and three days of the Omer.
Today is Day 45, which is six weeks and three days of the journey from bondage to revelation.
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