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A Dog After Love by Yehuda Amichai

After you left me I let a dog smell at

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My Father by Yehuda Amichai

The memory of my father is wrapped up in white paper, like sandwiches taken for a day at work.

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My Child Wafts Peace by Yehuda Amichai

My child wafts peace. When I lean over him,

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The First Rain by Yehuda Amichai

The first rain reminds me Of the rising summer dust.

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Forgetting Someone by Yehuda Amichai

Forgetting someone is like forgetting to turn off the light in the backyard so it stays lit all the next day

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I Don't Know If History Repeats Itself by Yehuda Amichai

I don't Know if history repeats itself But I do know that you don't.

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I Have Become Very Hairy by Yehuda Amichai

I have become very hairy all over my body. I'm afraid they'll start hunting me because of my fur.

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And We Shall Not Get Excited by Yehuda Amichai

And we shall not get excited. Because a translator May not get excited. Calmly, we shall pass on

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An Arab Shepherd Is Searching For His Goat On Mount Zion by Yehuda Amichai

An Arab shepherd is searching for his goat on Mount Zion And on the opposite hill I am searching for my little boy. By classicpoet

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Temporary Poem Of My Time by Yehuda Amichai

Hebrew writing and Arabic writing go from east to west, Latin writing, from west to east.

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Memorial Day For The War Dead by Yehuda Amichai

Memorial day for the war dead. Add now the grief of all your losses to their grief,

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Quick And Bitter by Yehuda Amichai

The end was quick and bitter. Slow and sweet was the time between us,

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A Pity, We Were Such A Good Invention by Yehuda Amichai

They amputated Your thighs off my hips.

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Try To Remember Some Details by Yehuda Amichai

Try to remember some details. Remember the clothing of the one you love

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You Mustn't Show Weakness by Yehuda Amichai

You mustn't show weakness and you've got to have a tan.

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A Jewish Cemetery In Germany by Yehuda Amichai

On a little hill amid fertile fields lies a small cemetery, a Jewish cemetery behind a rusty gate, hidden by shrubs,

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Do Not Accept by Yehuda Amichai

Do not accept these rains that come too late. Better to linger. Make your pain

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A Precise Woman by Yehuda Amichai

A precise woman with a short haircut brings order to my thoughts and my dresser drawers,

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Of Three Or Four In The Room by Yehuda Amichai

Out of three or four in the room One is always standing at the window.

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Half The People In The World by Yehuda Amichai

Half the people in the world love the other half, half the people hate the other half.

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