The bicycle tires
hum and the backs bend over --
word-bits drift along.
De banden zoeven
Die Reifen brummen,
de ruggen zijn gebogen --
die Rücken beugen sich vor --
woorden waaien mee.
Worte wehen mit.
Poem H0091
Amsterdam, 2011-12-17
Collection
:
Changing Times
Keyword
:
Communication
Home
5-7-5
Pencil
Pumice
Rain
Loves
Compressed
Birds
Ifless
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