The monk goes about,

hard up, only the kit bag --


and a little hope.


De monnik trekt rond,Der Mönch zieht herum,
blut, enkel de plunjezak --abgebrannt, nur der Seesack --
en een beetje hoop.und wenig Hoffnung.

Poem H3077
Egmond aan Zee, 2021-10-23

There are no distant places (Franco Faggiani)
Novel "Non esistono posti lontani"
Collection: Stream 
Keyword: Life: course (on the way) 
Tribute to: Faggiani, Franco 
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