Poem of the week: Week Thirty Three.

This month’s poet is the modern Hebrew poet Gabriel Preil. I found his book Autumn Music in my cousin’s collection.

An Island and its Retreating Sea
Gabriel Preil

The poem arrives in any weather
and then carves out a climate
of its own,
planting gardens
that had never brought forth gold
or yielding a new desert
of sand.

After the poem,
with its sun and its snow
and all that passes between them
has been sung,
it breathes
like a landscape of its own
that can be located
on any map.

Only the one
who brought forth the poem
remains apart:
an island
whose sea retreats
at his approach.




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