Love is never simple in Ravikovitch's world. This poem involves the whole world: the sun, God, and even history. But the speaker is not powerless, she decides when to stop loving and she informs the God-like lover that he is not the master of her destiny. Like the sunflower, she is ultimately free to choose her own future.
Dahlia Ravikovitch From Deep Calleth Unto Deep
Countable Matters Translated by Orna Raz
I love him now
with all my might.
In a few days I’ll stop.
And that is how it was in the beginning
I loved him as the sunflower loved the sun
and the way it l was leaning towards him.
And not because he was the sun
and I was not a sunflower.
I loved him because of what he was
and what I was
Sometimes when I am overcome with sorrow
I wnt to tell him,
sir, you are in the whole world
in the whole world you are, but not here.
Furthermore, my dear sir,
my life is in your hands.
But these are countable matters
and these are erroneous matters
These are matters
that have always been