Tragedy Poem by Nora-Eugenie Gomringer

Tragedy



Mother was always
warning me

With you I'm pulling
a wooden horse
inside my walls

Now Father's wrestling
with snakes
on the beach

translated by Catherine Hales

Thursday, December 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: beach,horse,warning
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