How every summer morning Poem by Lies Van Gasse
How every summer morning
, how every summer morning the air was divided into patches:
dark patches, light patches,
semi-translucent mother-of-pearl patches,
patches in which the light like a pin, the sun like an edge,
patches in which the wind like water -
Out like a light.
Beside the water grows a village of cropped-up bulbs.
From the flow rises a dark, almost black sea of people.
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