Hayyim Nahman Bialik Pain Poems

• 1. On A Summer-s Day
  When high noon on a summerâ??s day
  makes the sky a fiery furnace
  and the heart seeks a quiet corner for dreams,
  then come to me, my weary friend.
  ...
• 2. Take Me Under Your Wing
  Take me under your wing,
  be my mother, my sister.
  Take my head to your breast,
  my banished prayers to your nest.
  ...
• 3. Alone
  Wind blew, light drew them all.
  New songs revive their mornings.
  Only I, small bird, am forsaken
  under the Shekhinaâ??s wing.
  ...
• 4. After My Death
  After my death mourn me this way:
  'There was a man-and see: he is no more;
  before his time this man died
  and his life's song in mid-bar stopped;
  ...
• 5. In The City Of Slaughter (excerpt)
  Proceed thence to the ruins, the split walls reach,
  Where wider grows the hollow, and greater grows the breach;
  Pass over the shattered hearth, attain the broken wall
  Whose burnt and barren brick, whose charred stones reveal
  ...

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