Midmorning

Midmorning
Selma Meerbaum–Eisinge

Wind, dreamy notes, sings
its lullaby, gently touching the leaves.
I let myself be, seduced, immersed
in song like grass.

Air shivers
and cools my fevered face
wrapped in desire.
Clouds drift by, scatter white ,
sun-stolen light.

The old acacia
leaves silence
a trembling tangle of leaves.
The scents of the earth rise,
and then fall back to me.

Selma Meerbaum–Eisinger born on February 5, 1924,
in Ukraine, was a poet and translator. She died
December 16, 1942.


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