Abraham Sutzkever

(1913 - 2010 / Smorgon, Russian Empire)

A Moment - Poem by Abraham Sutzkever

A moment fell down like a star,
I caught it in my teeth, for keeping.
And when they chopped open its pit,
It sprayed on me a kingdom of weeping.

Each drop mirrored back to me
Another dream, another sense:
Here — a road winged with thousand arms.
Here — a bridge to a dream ascends.

Here — my grandfather, a snake at his head.
Here — my child smashed on a stone.
I also found there one free drop
In which I closed myself alone.

Vilna Ghetto, April 7, 1943

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 17, 2014

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