National Poetry Month
Apr. 8th, 2006 12:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brigdhThe Lightning Judah al-Harizi, translated by T. Carmi
And the lightning laughs at the clouds,
like a warrior who runs without getting weary or faint.
Or like a night watchman who dozes off,
then opens one eye for an instant, and shuts it.
And the lightning laughs at the clouds,
like a warrior who runs without getting weary or faint.
Or like a night watchman who dozes off,
then opens one eye for an instant, and shuts it.
