Hayyim Nahman Bialik

(9 January 1873 – 4 July 1934 / Radi, Volhynia)

Hayyim Nahman Bialik Poems

1. A Long Bough 4/7/2010
2. Sabbath Queen 4/7/2010
3. A Twig Alighted 4/7/2010
4. On The Slaughter 4/7/2010
5. Should You Wish To Know The Source 4/7/2010
6. After My Death 4/7/2010
7. Return 4/7/2010
8. In The City Of Slaughter (Excerpt) 4/7/2010
9. One, Two 4/7/2010
10. Take Me Under Your Wing 4/7/2010
11. On A Summer’s Day 4/7/2010
12. I Didn’t Win Light In A Windfall 4/7/2010
13. The Old Acacia Tree 4/7/2010
14. Summer Is Dying 1/1/2004
15. Alone 4/7/2010
Best Poem of Hayyim Nahman Bialik


Wind blew, light drew them all.
New songs revive their mornings.
Only I, small bird, am forsaken
under the Shekhina’s wing.

Alone. I remain alone.
The Shekhina’s broken wing
trembled over my head. My heart knew hers:
her fear for her only son.

Driven from every ridge –
one desolate corner left –
in the House of Study she hides in shadow,
and I alone share her pain.

Imprisoned beneath her wing
my heart longed for the light.
She buried her face on my shoulder
and a tear fell on my page.

Dumbly she clung and wept.
Her broken wing ...

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