Elisha Porat ~ RETURN
Artvilla.com Elisha Home Elisha's Poetry Menu Short Stories Book List Poems 1 Poems 2 Poems 3 Poems 4 Poems 5 Poems 6 ">Elisha Links Olde Artvilla

Elisha Porat ~ RETURN



RETURN

And they awaited his return:
the cut grass, the hole dug for a tree,
the fading plastic chairs,
the rusted gate, its hinges wailing.
Mother, brother, father and sister,
frozen in time: faded
to invisibility, bowed by the weight of the days.
And when he finally comes, everything
will start to move: the grass will grow,
the tree will bear fruit, the plastic
chairs will shine and the gate will swing
and squeak, never to be still again.
Just let him return: to burst
the bubble of time, so that their scarred hearts
can beat again. They will slowly
kneel, will raise their eyes
to him, in tears, in thanks.


© 2005 Elisha Porat

Translated from the Hebrew by Cindy Eisner

CHARLOTTE'S WEB   ELISHA'S HOME PAGE   ARTVILLA


..... .... ..... .... ..... .... ..... .... ..... .... ..... .... ..... .... ..... .... ..... .... ..... .... ..... .... ..... .... ..... ....