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thanksgiving poem

ho visto che hunched e rabbrividendo sulle pietre
persino avrebbe suo scherzo
lucida l'ultima etŕ, il seguente con speranza č visto
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
fiori dei bambini
quando il velare dagli occhi č alzato
le stelle sono caduto da cielo
la mia madre twines me rose bagnate con rugiada
un poet, prendente il freno fuori della sua linguetta
forse č materia che avete morto

 



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