On God’s Place and Man

Rami Saari

When the neighbors’ dogs go down to the yard
and flocks of cats flee for their lives,
the Nation Is With the Golan
and I am with my bad moods.
We still have our land,
the one of which we shall be part;
and all the land which isn’t ours
is pasture for God’s sheep.

Take a stone and put it here:
every place is good for graves,
and when the great one comes, the last, the expected –
he comes unexpected.

Translated from Hebrew by Vivian Eden, The 4th International Poets’ Festival, Jerusalem, 1997

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