The winking of a mascara
Eye
A red beetle's leg
A scream of destiny
A frog that croaks
And sings of
Verse and poesy:
The other frog reply
There be a chorus
Nigh to Greek tragedy.
The hour are leaping
No, you must not leap
Here, everything
Is mechanical.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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