Something is wrong there,
fluttering from the branches --
the faded black rags.
Er klopt daar iets niet,
Da stimmt etwas nicht,
wapperend aan de takken --
flatternd von den Zweigenden --
de zwarte flarden.
die schwarzen Fetzen.
Poem S1552
Amsterdam, 2022-10-27
Collection
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PumicePieces
Keyword
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Violence: annihilation
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