A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature
3 a.m: Startled again in the mirror by my huge head.
(A szél) Asks me if I lied, then bored, pushes me aside, a lonesome moon lights up the sky. I watch it motionless, it wounds me, I confess, it melts … Continue reading →
Leaves on the wind circle in the air Like emissaries from another world Frantic warnings No one heeds them, they Push toward their usual destinations With their everyday faces … Continue reading →
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