The first rain reminds me
Of the rising summer dust.
The rain doesn't remember the rain of yesteryear.
A year is a trained beast with no memories.
Soon you will again wear your harnesses,
Beautiful and embroidered, to hold
Sheer stockings: you
Mare and harnesser in one body.
The white panic of soft flesh
In the panic of a sudden vision
Of ancient saints.
Translated from the Hebrew by Barbara and Benjamin Harshav
The First Rain
Yehuda Amichai
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Poem topics: beautiful, remember, summer, beast, white, ancient, year, hold, dust, vision, soft, body, rain, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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