In memory of Leonard Opalov
To me Latvian poets seemed quite rare,
But I knew one called Leonard Opalov.
He wrote me charming letters from The Bronx
before cancer made him change his address.
I wrote his eulogy for 'Bitterroot',
A magazine that honored Leonard's verse.
The birds of New York sing his poetry.
More than a few love Yiddish, I am told.
before cancer made him change his address. ..................................................................... The birds of New York sing his poetry. ..................................................................... ...................................................................... Dear Sandra, The finest a way - for memoirs of the friend...10... / Thank you..../ Best wishes, Tsira
This does honor to your friend. What a wonderful tribute, and a bit of a head-spin considering the songsters of New York who love Yiddish. - Will
What a wonderful thought the birds singing his poerty. beautiful.
A wonderful and most fitting tribute Sandra. Best wishes, Andrew
Hi Sandra I love this, especially the line 'The birds of New York sing his poetry'. Through reading your heartfelt words I've been searching the web for Leonard's poems. I'm intrigued to know more x
He wrote me charming letters from The Bronx before cancer made him change his address. Rachel Ann Butler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fine Tribute indeed and as usual your word flow does this so much justice. A bittersweet poem in that he had cancer but the birds of New York singing his poems resonates to the music singing in my heart. 10 love Karin