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There are some shitty poems about Ein Dor, such as Rudyard Kipling's:
I guess this actually does qualify as "the craziest road of all"
However, there are also some good ones. This is my translation of the poem In Ein Dor by Shaul Tchernikhovsky, on whose street I used to live. What I like about his retelling is how it turns Shemuel's question ("why did you disturb me") on its head, and how Shaul's military suicide grows long, dark roots.
( dark form and shadow unhinge )
Oh the road to En-dor is the oldest road
And the craziest road of all
Straight it runs to the Witch’s abode,
As it did in the days of Saul
I guess this actually does qualify as "the craziest road of all"
However, there are also some good ones. This is my translation of the poem In Ein Dor by Shaul Tchernikhovsky, on whose street I used to live. What I like about his retelling is how it turns Shemuel's question ("why did you disturb me") on its head, and how Shaul's military suicide grows long, dark roots.
( dark form and shadow unhinge )
