Christine Busta

(23 April 1915 - 3 December 1987 / Vienna)

neue Busta - Poem by Christine Busta

Nur einmal
hat die Wasseramsel sich gezeigt.
Es strahlte
das Weiß an ihrer Brust.
Wo sie hinabgetaucht ist,
kann uns der Fluß
nie wieder dunkel werden.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, June 1, 2012


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