Pianist
Photo: Ath-Har Saeed / Flickr
It’s not completely necessary or required, but
things flow under the trees
like a gentle melody. Day unto day
uttereth more love.
I play on the water on numerous keys,
it’s not completely necessary,
there are no rules. But
I like it and so I set my toes down
on this tender world and play hard
on the surface of the water,
my body a grand piano. Huge. Solid.
And I allow the pain to exit through all my fingers.
And purify bad intentions far and near.
And my crimes approach merrily. Innocents.
When I play, I am the pianist, an additional
melody on the surface of the water –
and another butterfly, and this is also me –
may pass over barbed wire in breathtaking flight.
In an abundance of colors.
Translation from the Hebrew
By Lisa Katz
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