Abraham Sutzkever

(1913 - 2010 / Smorgon, Russian Empire)

Red-Headed Cities - Poem by Abraham Sutzkever

I saw them: cities of muscled fire,
As yet undiscovered by makers of maps.
Cities unfurled from mighty music,
No one created their form, filled their gaps.

It seems they molded their own foundations,
Poured lava over their shapes like a dome.
Alone with their own will, they affirmed
For naked Adam and Eve a home.

Red-headed cities in the breath of dawn,
Dreams with no people, full-blooded, reach higher — —
In you they will dwell, the red-headed tribes,
Shaped of the same unsated fire.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 21, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, July 21, 2014

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