I Always Cause Those Who Are Near

Each Minute Bursts In The Burning Room,the Great Globe Reels In The Solar Fire,spinning The Trivial And Unique Away.(how All Things Flash! How All Things Flare!)what Am I Now That I Was Then?may Memory Restore Again And Againthe Smallest Color Of The Smallest Day:time Is The School In Which We Learn,time Is The Fire In Which We Burn.

I Always Cause Those Who Are Near To Me More Suffering Than Pleasure.

Where The Light Is, And Each Thing Clear,separate From All Others, Standing In Its Place,i Drink The Time And Touch Whatever's Near,and Hope For Day When The Whole World Has That Face:for What Assures Her Present Every Year?in Dark Accidents The Mind's Sufficient Grace.

The Jew Is At Once Alienated And Indestructible; He Is In Exile From His Own Country And In Exile Even From Himself, Yet He Survives The Annihilating Fury Of History.

I Am Of Russian-jewish Distraction.