A twig alighted on a fence and dozed;
So do I sleep.
The fruit fell and what have I to do with my trunk,
What with my branch?
The fruit fell, the flower is already forgotten,
The leaves survive.
One day the storm will rage, they will drop.
To the ground, dead.
Afterwards, the nights of dread go on,
No rest or sleep for me,
Alone I thrash about in the dark, smashing
My head against my wall.
And again spring blossoms,
And alone I hang from my trunk
A bare shoot, without bud or flower,
Without fruit or leaf.
A Twig Alighted
Hayyim Nahman Bialik
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Poem topics: dark, spring, head, wall, storm, survive, fence, branch, Valentine's Day, alone, flower, sleep, fruit, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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