A poem by Rahel Bluwstein (1890-1931) is a sweet Valentine.
“MEETING, HARDLY MEETING”
Meeting, hardly meeting, suffices:
one quick glance, fragments of obscure words,
and again waves of happiness and pain
sweep over everything and rage.
The dam of oblivion I had built in my defence
is as if it had never been.
I kneel on the shore of the roaring sea
and drink my fill.
© 1994, Jean Shapiro Cantu. Translation: Robert Friend
From: Flowers of Perhaps: Selected Poems of Rachel
Publisher: Menard, London, 1994
ISBN: 1 874320 02 0
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