Jiří Mordechai Langer [Georgo Mordechai Langer] (19 March 1894 – 12 March 1943 / Czech Republic)

The poem
that I chose for you
is simple,
as are all my singing poems.

It has the trace of a veil,
a little balsam,
and a taste of the honey
of lies.

There is also
the coming end of summer
when heat scorches the meadow
and the quick waters
of the river
cease to flow.


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