Once I begin to go Poem by Hans Faverey
Once I begin to go
Once I begin to go,
I travel someplace
and come to where it is there.
So there it is: this is it.
A many-headed monster
leans against a hill
and bides its time.
Fire comes from none of the heads.
I become imperceptibly absorbed in what
is taking place. Bending forward
over a well it seems as if
I am about to drink. Back home
I greet my house and appear
made so refreshed.
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