Letter to My Honored Captain
Avigdor Hameiri
1915
My red blood is dripping, slowly flowing,
My panting heart slowly calms down in peace,
I lie here peacefully on a narrow stretcher,
And my hazy eyes gaze into the distance.
My red blood is dripping, slowly flowing,
My soul wandering all over the valley—
Captain, sir, I ask you respectfully,
“Receive this letter from your son lovingly.”
I have…
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