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Yehuda Amichai - What Kind Of A PersonYehuda Amichai - What Kind Of A Person
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"What kind of a person are you," I heard them say to me. I`m a person with a complex plumbing of the soul, Sophisticated instruments of feeling and a system Of controlled memory at the end of the twentieth century, But with an old body from ancient times And with a God even older than my body. I`m a person for the surface of the earth. Low places, caves and wells Frighten me. Mountain peaks And tall buildings scare me. I`m not like an inserted fork, Not a cutting knife, not a stuck spoon. I`m not flat and sly Like a spatula creeping up from below. At most I am a heavy and clumsy pestle Mashing good and bad together For a little taste And a little fragrance. Arrows do not direct me. I conduct My business carefully and quietly Like a long will that began to be written The moment I was born. s Now I stand at the side of the street Weary, leaning on a parking meter. I can stand here for nothing, free. I`m not a car, I`m a person, A man-god, a god-man Whose days are numbered. Hallelujah.
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