- Two Girls at the Streetlight on a Flight over France
A fifty-three year old woman, three days after the beginning Of the New Year, is staring at two girls Standing at the edge of a sidewalk, in red light. How they turn glamorous profiles To one another and how they kiss and talk And laugh, joining arms Their stature identical As are their woolen hats and gloves. Because it is winter now, and this is Boston, and the streets shine with rain.
I do not know who else on that street Held their breath But me Staring at these two creations of nature That have turned into one. [End Page 89]
The darkness is deep outside, beyond the plane’s window, as the Captain greets us Just before the flight ends. We are flying over France. The darkness is deep outside, beyond the plane’s window But daylight is near, it’s a fact: Stewards are serving breakfast.
Dorit Weisman, poet, translator and filmmaker, lives in Jerusalem, Israel. She is a member of the “Ktovet” poetry group. Her poems reflect her personal life as a Jewish-Israeli woman living in a turbulent country, daughter of Holocaust survivors, raising three sons who served in the army. Weisman has published seven volumes of poetry. Her book Where Did you meet the Cancer (2006) deals with her coping with breast-cancer. Her book The Days I Visited the cuckoo’s nest, won the Yehuda Amichi Prize for Poetry (2003). Weisman won also the Prime Minister Prize for Israeli writers.
Translated from Hebrew by Rachel Yakobovitz [End Page 90]