No Title
by Simkha Shayevitch
A cello plays a death song in the yard
And the wind cries a night lament
I lie quiet near the door
And hear my blood laugh like a joker in me.
Yiddish Holocaust Poetry with Translations from the Warsaw Ghetto Ringelblum Archives
No Title
by Simkha Shayevitch
A cello plays a death song in the yard
And the wind cries a night lament
I lie quiet near the door
And hear my blood laugh like a joker in me.