Translation of Light / Ruhama Veltfort

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POEMS
Opening
Sandscape
Shrapnel
Lost Child
Brooklyn, 1963
La Sirena
Zhikr
Susan, Number Four

Early Bird Sutra
Why the Boddhisattva Came
   to Battery Street: 7:55 AM

The Lightning-Struck Tower
The Well
Why Monks Are Fat
Retreat
Meada in Two Worlds

Looking at the Vault
   of Heaven

Translations from the Spanish:
Song of the Lovers
Dark Night: Climbing
   Mount Carmel

Flame

 

 

Zhikr

If you want a place on this boat,
Leave everything you own behind on the dock:
All your belongings: your things, your ideas, your dream of a self —
That's right, everything!
We only have room enough for your breath and your heart.
Your breath is what fills the sail
While your heart beats a rhythm for the oars.
The ocean is just an ocean.
When we're out far enough
We won't need the boat anymore —
We'll fall down in fits
And throw ourselves overboard!
Sinking, sinking under those bright black waves
And come up, breaking the surface
Gasping for air.

   © Ruhama Veltfort, 2010  

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