Paper Bridges: Selected Poems of Kadya Molodowsky

And What Will Happen?

And What Will Happen? And what will happen When the fliers return And say there's no heaven out there? Where will I turn my eyes If not upward, not higher? How will I bear rain's grayness? The stony streets' dust? Where will I hide from repulsion, And who will help me write my poems If there's absolutely nothing up there? But I won't believe the fliers, I will not believe them. For I've seen an angel, Not one time, but many, And he rescued me From threatening torments. And I won't trust the fliers, I will not trust them. And what will happen When the fliers come back Denying Paradise, The home of the pious? How will I ever manage To cross over paper bridges If not with the pious? How will I walk across fissures Without holding their coat tails? And who will sustain my poor soul? And where will I let my tears flow? 447 K > ] pyn DKH H 448 But I won't hear the fliers. I will not hear them. For I've seen the pious, Not one time, but many. They were walking in yokes and in vises, Bearing the world on their shoulders. So I won't look at the fliers, I won't turn and look. Those who weave heavenly blue Can reach heaven, Who stride across stairways of wonders And know Neharda'i's pathways.216 449 of?n ps px -ijraip ps i n px •VXBX p§ ]D^n ojn j^yr^x DXT "|xi IJP'T px J«-|jrp-?X ^ " S 113 ps T ^ OXT pVx ixa ijrn 7X ip px ^ i t w ]ix ,7m oapVxn H "inn px nymaxp x ps ssjrno )jr?x oy vK ni?n px V'S'D IIX - ?pmn ps yayo^iyi w ns ]s^ TO pysoay'o px ow n TX pa 7X ps px px o^S ^ ; ^ ^x oi^n pD •TTD "ixs Bxn iy yDy^nrnxs x niit^n x x ^ix rnift;a H rx s /; ixn jnxn H IJ^^ 450 ...