They unfold like a snake
and crawl on their belly.
Miles around haystacks flare,
homesteads go up in smoke.
Bloodied, and striking matches, they
crawl along the flat of the land,
down culverts and over Polish roads,
soaked and lice-eaten.
In the capital, aristocrats
set a price on their head.
(from the Yiddish by Dennis Silk)
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