Saturday, 19. October 2002
Wall - Gabriela Mistral
Simple and extraordinary wall.
Wall without weight and without color:
a hint of air in the air.
From a hillside, birds pass, light passes like a swing, the edge of winter passes like a breawth of summer. A leafy wind and embodied shadows pass.
But a sigh does not break bounds, arms do not meet, and no heart-to-heart is made flesh.
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