Apr 202014
 

And here’s chapter three of “Agunot”. You can find chapter one here and chapter two here.

And he, between the garden’s trees still sleeps away the artist, dreaming. A dream and its pain, a dream and its deep sorrow. He dreams of a lute whose strings had been severed, whose melodies had ceased and been scattered to another place, and down the lute is lain as if a thing undesired, while its melodies flutter through the world beseeching and beseeching — and they find not for themselves a home in any heart or soul upon the earth…. And at this time there’s but one soul, a pure and holy soul that desires and longs for these melodies — but she is caged…

Download chapter three here (PDF).

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