Memorial Service
Ayin Tur-Malka
1972
Crags in the mountains facing us
are like bereaved mothers
who long ago altered their image:
dew does not slake them,
the sun does not gild them.
—How terrible their silence
and where can we flee?—
A memorial service: belated prayer for mercy.
The sons lie flat
in the wide earth
and the mothers stand tall.
In the line of rain they soak
the depths…
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