In The Storm Of Roses - Poem by Ingeborg Bachmann
Wherever we turn in the storm of roses,
the night is lit up by thorns, and the thunder
of leaves, once so quiet within the bushes,
rumbling at our heels.
Winter through a Mirror Hang Kang, translated by Sophie Bowman 1. Peer at the pupil of a flame. Bluish heart shaped eye the ho...
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