Raḥel

Rakhel (Rachel Bluwstein)

1927

Behold her blood flows in my blood,
Behold her voice within me sings—
Raḥel the herder of Laban’s sheep,
Raḥel—mother’s mother.
And so the house is too constricting for me
And the city—alien,
For her shawl would flutter
In the desert winds;
And so I’ll stick to my path
With much confidence,
For preserved in my legs are memories
From then, from…
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