When I Arrived the Place Was

by Tuvya Ruebner

When I arrived the place was
Filled with dust. No signature
Of grass. Not
A single blade. A few grey trees
Stood here, there, shrouded
In sackcloth and dust. In my dream I saw
The rivers of my youth, the nights of my forests. Nowadays
Everything is green. In my dream I see
Filled with dust.

The literal translation of this poem was made by Oded Manor

The final translated version of the poem is by The Poetry Translation Workshop

Notes

The poem is untitled, so we used its first line in our final version.

Comments

  1. October 2nd, 2013 at 2:21 pm

    James Fullam says:

    heartbreaking and very sensitive

  2. October 2nd, 2013 at 12:04 pm

    Armando says:

    inspirational