Eyes in the
Big City
by Kurt
Tucholsky (1890-1935)
translated
by david raphael israel
When toward
your work you're wending
in early morn
and in the
station standing
with woes forlorn
the City
smooth as asphalt
reveals
before your gazes
in the
funneling of humanity
en
masse its million faces
two alien
eyes one quick glance
the pupils
lids & brow
what was
it? maybe
your life's lone chance
gone forever now!
Throughout
yourr days you'll amble
a thousand streets
how many
along your ramble
your face forget
an eye it is a'winking
the
soul it is a'ringing
you're
reckoning its beckon
merely for
a second
two alien
eyes one swift look
the pupils
lids & brow
what was
it? none
turns back the clock
gone forever now!
You're
obliged along your sojourn
to cities-wander
you see in
a pulse-beat's moment
the unknown other
perhaps it is a foe
maybe it's a friend
it
might amid your woe
be offering a hand
two alien eyes one
swift look
the pupils
lids & brow
'twas what? a page from
the great
human book
gone forever now!
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