Tuesday, August 7, 2018

I look at a leaf and attach my hope Comments

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I look at a leaf and attach my hope
to it. That despite the year's end
it will remain. If the wind will quiver.
And trembling not notice. I look
at it from my place. Hasn't
its place always been? Similar
in itself? What keeps me
then. From that and for ever
turn back. Or just
turn myself
around.
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Ann Jäderlund
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