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daughter poem

ho visto le nubi fra le colline
dal sud alla rottura del giorno
nel porto di nuovo York
non sia falso
con di anima dei labbri colore rosso e cuore della pietra
felicitŕ
stuff della luna
sonno, fratello grigio della morte
contro la fiamma verde dell'cratego-albero
quando la notte va alla deriva lungo le vie della cittŕ
all'interno della mia mano tengo
sto morendo
prima del san bronze solenne
glass-blower di tempo

 



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