In silence, poetry (re)unites…

2. the truth – don’t they say? – is painful
 and needs, you know, your blood
 needs your wounds 
only through these will the life you sought in vain pass – if it ever does pass through – 
together with the wind’s whistling and ghosts   To the one stranded on an island, sharing a […]

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