Weremouth Poem by Gerhard Falkner
Weremouth
to be alone, but all pleasure, don´t tell anyone
I gave it a name then and the dwindling, but she
to the utmost, I felt a lack, brought on
takes no time, no height, who could abide it
asking the way to get lost, not that it end here
Translation: Rosmarie Waldrop
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