My Beloved

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Nathan Yonatan

Translation by Sharon Farber

 

My beloved

Where did he go,

Where

Like an illuminating cloud of morning.

There, between sand and sea Rose,

in the heart of my boy’s stillness

A sorrowful dream of beauty

And a smile that will never fade.

My belovedThe light and shadows

In the dimness of the evening’s star.

His smile, bitter

The anguishing pain that never stops, my boy,

A sorrowful dream of beautyAnd a smile that will never fade.

My beloved

Weeping has no words–A lonely tree in the wind.

I wish I could, like ashes, embrace my boy with love

A sad dream of beauty

And a smile that will never fade.

 

 

Poem used with kind permission of Nili Yonatan–Carmel