You, My Master
Mani Leib
1920s
You, my master, my hidden enemy! I see you hidden
In the wind that is around all, in all, everywhere:
In my uneasy sleep, in my dark fear at morning,
In my labors by day, in my bread and my salt.
Come out with your eyes and look sharply into mine:
Let our eyes cross—an arrow and a sword.
Whose knees will tremble—let him bow in sadness
With his…
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