How Do You Do, Dolores?
Yoel Hoffman
1995
123
I have to hide the secrets that I learn from the alley cats.
First. That the Creation was far quieter than we assume. Second. The opposite reversal of things. The stripes in the lens. The thoughts in the empty spaces.
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Such yellowness was bitter and blinding
Like the sun’s tear shattered on stone.
That was his true color.
And how easily he climbed, and how high.
Certainly, climbing…
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A book in my hand. The steam
Of the radiator on my brows.
There’s a light rain outside.
I’m sleepy. I almost drift off.
I’m sleepy. People speaking,
As through a canvas, monotone.
A young man…
Solomon’s Temple-Dedication Poem
[T]hen Solomon declared:
“The Lord has chosen
To abide in a thick cloud:
I have now built for You
A stately House,
A place where You
May dwell forever.”