I plead my immense fatigue to subdue
Me like the dragon beseeching Saint George
To grow from his fertilized, defeated body a kingdom on the banks
Of the Lethe River and graceful oblivion models will trot beside it
Adorning a wreath of witless smiles.
Translated from Hebrew by Natalie Feinstein
Hey Kevin, I’m delighted to hear that. You absolutely should — make sure to check out the Substack too! https://lanceschaubert.substack.com/



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