“Silence, and a Starry Night”

Hirsh Glik


Silence, and a starry night
Frost crackling, fine as sand.
Remember how I taught you
To hold a gun in your hand?
In fur jacket and beret,
Clutching a hand grenade,
A girl whose skin is velvet
Ambushes a cavalcade.
Aim, fire, shoot—and hit!
She, with her pistol small,
Halts an autoful,
Arms and all!
Morning, emerging from the wood,
In her…
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