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mountaineering
poetry [ ]
prrranks 6

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by [taras el bulba ]

2007-07-09  |   

Literary Translation - Translations of classic and original poetry and other materialsThis text is a follow-up  | 




so
first thing in the morning
I got on the top of your
Nose
with the Noon stubbornly
panting close by

the world’s sadness was lying
as a cake to my
feet
- only your lips outlining the sky
kept me alive

finally
wiping its sweat
arrived mumbling also the Noon:
“so let me see why you keep
fidgeting about this flint”

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