Pavol Janik

(1956 / Bratislava)

At The Table - Poem by Pavol Janik

An infirmary of flowers of the field
in a vase.
So many of the white
that the blood inside our veins stiffens.
Thus we wither together
torn away from
life.

(1991)


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  • Fabrizio Frosini (10/17/2015 1:26:00 PM)


    '' An infirmary of flowers [..] in a vase '' - a great image! (Report) Reply

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