Literature, Poetry, Theory/
Mourning
To His Ashes

Yair Horowitz

Just a moment, just a moment

We will gather his ashes

We will gather their ashes

Hello to you sir

A soft lemon coloured moon is celebrating

Or good morning

The sun is shining or

Good night

Good night

Sleep peacefully

Sometimes forgetfulness rests, rest

My fear disappears in your ashes

Hello to you sir

In their ashes

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