The Sky Is Gray
by Ber Horvitz
The sky is gray
leaden, heavy –
I long for a pair of eyes
deep and blue…
The birds have fled
far over seas –
tomorrow I’ll pull myself
out of here
Gloomy autumn days
rains, rains.
Woe to the birds
underway….
Yiddish Holocaust Poetry with Translations from the Warsaw Ghetto Ringelblum Archives