4

Shameless moon, naked upon the cloudless sky,
showing your rosy and silver bosom
to all the city,

King Davids, we meditate business, and you
must now be bathing on a housetop in the pool of evening,
Bathsheba.

 

 

Return to Jerusalem the Golden

Material from
POEMS 1918-1975: THE COMPLETE POEMS OF CHARLES REZNIKOFF Copyright © 1977
by Marie Syrkin Reznikoff and reprinted with the permission of Black Sparrow Press.