This poem is taken from Stand 226, 18(2) June - August 2020.

Ilya Bernstein Three Poems
Great Departures

Consider the harbor of New York
Across the confusion of the waters —
Oh, horizontal life!
Across the confusion of the waters,
With all of their memories of ropes, sails, and masts,

The winds are bitter and sweet.
Consider the far waves, consider the near waves —
What a distance we have covered.
And as we speak, looking out through these windows,
The evening sun is thirsting for radiance

In preparation for great departures —
The departure of you, the departure of me,
With all of our histories of works and days,
Our muscular nudity, our nudity of fat,
Our nudity of sinews and trepidation...
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