I went to a famous man’s funeral.
I didn’t recognize the young people because of their youth
and I didn’t recognize the old people because they had aged.
If there were a police lineup for me today,
I’d have a hard time identifying myself.
They’d need to have photos of me
that were posted up
at all the stations of my life
in the days when I was wanted.
Translated from Hebrew by Vivian Eden, from “Shirim Aharei” (“Poems After”), Even Hoshen 2010.
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