A Short Biography

Translated from the Hebrew by Asher Harris

"You're a dead horse," the publisher
told me, rejecting my poems,

"and it would cost too much to resuscitate you."

"He's as dead as a door nail,"
the man from the Mobile ICU told my wife
when she begged for another electric shock.

"No way can he be resuscitated".

But I, 'doubly dead', am still
alive and pounding along 
in the saddle of my horses' memories.

- Elisha Porat