Not Only That (to Amir Gilboa) It’s not just that I give birth I bleed every month and not just bleeding, but rocking in front of the mirror .and moaning red lipstick on the page Not just red, but blushed like the words that speak me not just speak, but revive ,not just that they awaken slumbering lips but love Mount Gilboa Oh, ah, mountains, Yah The mountain air is bathed in wine That drips from the hills .of the goddess | לא רק זה (לאמיר גלבע)
לֹא רַק שֶׁאֲנִי יוֹלֵד |
מתוך: חיים א. רכניצר, משירי הגלות השלישית, (כרמל, ירושלים: 2014, עמ' 30)
From: Haim O. Rechnitzer, Songs of the Third Exile, (Carmel. Jerusalem: 2014. P. 30)
[Translation: Haim & Claire Rechnitzer and Eyal Goren]