Monday, April 26, 2010

a poem by malka heifetz tussman

Love the Ruins

With one letter of your many names
you broke in --
and now you live
your own hot life in me.

With one sound of your many names
you pierced yourself in me --
and now you feed
on my heart's blood.

you will shatter me
from within.

Then gather up the splinters,
and love the ruins,
my God.

Tussman, Malka Heifetz. "Love the Ruins" Voices Within The Ark: The Modern Jewish Poets. New York: Avon Books, 1980.

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