We hear the glass skin
that separates us, ringing. --
Another outbreak.
Je hoort de glashuid
Man hört die Glashaut
die ons scheidt vaak rinkelen. --
die uns trennt, immer klirren. --
Weer een uitbraak.
Ausbruch nach Ausbruch.
Poem S1114
Amsterdam, 2020-12-22
Social distancing (Covid-19)
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Changing Times
Keyword
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Alone: separated
Keyword
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Covid-19^
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