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
Thank you for taking the time to remember Dave. He saw your zeal and your unconventional ways and he felt…



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