Abraham Sutzkever

Smorgon, Russian Empire
Abraham Sutzkever
Smorgon, Russian Empire
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Execution

Digging a pit as one must, as they say.
I seek in the earth a solace today.

A thrust and a cut — and a worm gives a start:
It trembles below me, breaking my heart.

My spade cuts him through — and a miracle, see:
The worm divided — becomes two, becomes three.

I'm cutting again: they are four, they are five —
Was it I who created all of those lives?
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