My Secret Lover, You Poem by Lali Tsipi Michaeli

My Secret Lover, You



An anarchist who corrects me
His language into my language
The one who will not see me on his land
The one that I will not see on my land
But our voices are floating
Like bombardments in the world
Your history is written
In ink that was produced
In the factory of my love.



tr. from Hebrew Michael Simkin

My Secret Lover, You
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