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ISSN 1409-6900 | UDK 82+7     Blesok no. 43 | volume VIII | July-August, 2005



                     Peer-reviewed journal
Blesok no. 43July-August, 2005

Language Says

Translated by: Helena Berg, Fiona Sampson

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Amir Or

Language Says
Hunt Song
Love Song
Song of the Tribe



My head is a cloud on the face of the lake;
          the wind
          is peaceful.
Mountains and mountain shadows,
spots of grey and light,
travel over the mirror of water.
Spots of, shadows of    faces,
a long
    long procession.
Faces that have been
          will always be
here within here within here:
on the shore  of an eye the dead gather
          to bathe
          to rise
          and be.

My face on the face of a lake,
ripples on the face of ripples:
Troy, Jerusalem, Alexandria, Rome
rise and fall
       fall and rise.
Smoke still rises from city walls,
swords still glitter at dusk,
I rise and fall, fall and rise.
Faces that will be always have been;
grey spots in the mirror of water.

Ohrid Lake, Aug. 30, 2003

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