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poetry by Chana Senesh translated by I. M. Lash
Seed
Seed falls, the golden grain takes root,
Not on the rock, not on the paved road.
Gather it in, black dust,
And blanket it against the heat and frost.
This speck of life enclosed within a husk.
Seed of infinity, this tiny little grain,
Pressed underneath the dust and waiting for a sign.
For mark of Spring, for ray of light, for sun,
For day.
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