Imperfect stars
moved across the jungle
of the wilderness in the
celestial mud just before sunrise
all at once they stroke
down the vacuum
of gravity
only their poney tails
were visible and
faded away before they had sank
down into the infinity
comets were the sweeping stars
the cursed heavenly bodies
as the dark angel Lucifer
overthrown down to earth
(based on my immature perception
ca.1882)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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