Status Report
It was nice of you to call, it's nice to hear
your voice. How are you ? You are
much better now. I've seen the work you published
in the magazine. Yes, more than a few years had passed since:
and it shows, there are few offsprings,
he didn't say how many. One should not
count. So, how am I ? The same walls and
hundred & twenty square feet: the ground always
around me and everything cracks. I tremble
at nights: sudden breaks, the plaster
peels off, up on the roof bats spit
showers of fruit mash softened by puke and grains. And if I
attend to this silence coming from
your phone, I can clearly hear:
herds of longings fading away, galloping towards the mountains.
- Elisha Porat
translated from Hebrew by Yuval Perez
(c) Elisha Porat April 2000