Back - by
Everything seems ok.
/ Rabbis study in the Lublin yeshiva again
/ even if the Jewish Quarter
/ is still razed to the ground.
/ Trains leave just…
Slovakian
Ever Northwards - by
A few more looks over
/ my breeze-polished shoulders
/ and I shall be home.
/
/ The spilled-over
/ window deepens with every gaze.
/ On the island
/ which incessantly…