Poems by Balfour Hakak

Poems by Balfour Hakak.

Translation from the Hebrew by Schulamith Chava Halevy

I watched her ebbing storm
surrounded by every adjuration of the Covenant
oaths and vows carved into her living flesh
peeling from my flesh,
detaching, departing
eyes veiled in tremor,
awesome majesty
Her freedom is no more.

Her burning frock she left me,
all my sheets of poems
are hers
— a keepsake.

Her attire is of qualm
disappearing into the distance
she is quiet now, silent.
Who might comprehend
the depth of her torment.

THE SIGHT OF THE HEART
Balfour Hakak

Ever since you arose in my thought
You have been saying to me from a distance:
Your face is the face of a seraph
And you are one of the riders in the Chariot

We loved together in aimless motion
We lived together in a place of punishment
Those who go there are entwined, their soul goes out
Those who go there do not return.

Blue rivers then were of fire
You were a queen in beauty
I was a king in majesty
And we both loved according to the word.

Never forget:
We ascended from all the abysses and the breakings
We saw much happiness, also pain,
But we were on the highest height of all:
We had sight of the heart.

Translation:
Esther Cameron

A scroll of Lineage — 

Poem by Balfour Hakak. 

Translation from the Hebrew by Schulamith Chava Halevy  

My grandfather
received from his father a parchment
a scroll of lineage
and his father received from his
and his father received from his
father from father
back to the elders of the
great Assembly

But when my father departed in his immaculate gown
when he ascended to his great ancestral land
the scroll blew into sighs
the scroll blew in the wind
names aflame
letters afly

Ever since
lost still in the tempestuous storm
I seek after my trampled scroll
in the light of day
in the twilight of sorcery

Indeed, I must create
starting now
a scroll of lineage
— a new scroll
One that begins with
me.