A terrible plot stood barefoot at closing time, threw a bunch of keys out of the window.
I went looking for him in the streets of the German colony near small synagogues, half abandoned, that were built in the courtyards of houses and where they pray, one day a year.
The women's helpers invaded the sidewalks, folding chairs were spread out on the road.
Children were called from the bicycle songs to hear the sound of a trumpet.
The collector on Ha'Tsifra Street poured a desert into disposable cups.
Drink something, he offered with a smile, it looks like you've been fasting all day.
I drank.
I became confused.
I fell on the road, next to a key that was placed on the shelf.
A black stain was cast on the white blouse, defiling it with a dirty work.
I remembered the bundle.
I have more keys to look for.
There is no door.
I have a mission before the gate of the law.
I hear sirens going up and down, getting closer.
They are looking for me, as it were.
Voices in my head whisper: I thought to be righteous, to establish chasidics of silence.
Believers in white shrouds will dance against me in the corridor, will ascend with me to the next world.
In the evening there was a circle dance around: Jews in built-up Jerusalem sang for the coming year in built-up Jerusalem.
I would have stayed there until now, an empty van approached at a fast speed.
Believers in white shrouds will dance against me in the corridor, will ascend with me to the next world.
In the evening there was a circle dance around: Jews in built-up Jerusalem sang for the coming year in built-up Jerusalem.
I would have stayed there until now, an empty van approached at a fast speed.
Believers in white shrouds will dance against me in the corridor, will ascend with me to the next world.
In the evening there was a circle dance around: Jews in built-up Jerusalem sang for the coming year in built-up Jerusalem.
I would have stayed there until now, an empty van approached at a fast speed.
From the manuscript of "Shirim on the Verge" which will soon be published in the "Kbar" series, published by Mossad Bialik
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