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                    *                     *
                               *

    from the pond of the night a small green frog
    lands on my window-screen outside

    you live without that someone
    who used to be your life

    and now that summer frog every night ...


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            a difficult summer


    thru the other end of a telescope
    you are a small green frog
    your piercing jewish eyes
    are two black dots

    pardon... ? of course... no telescope...
    black ink has replaced the air outside
    the frog is real
                comes to my window every night

               *                                 *

                                *

            the stone-wind nowhere seen
            but the small bellies of the dying
            ripples on the water
            pregnant with her
            who was pregnant with them

            she was the stone-wind who delivered
            my pain across the mirror



Wlodzimierz Holsztynski ©

1990-10-07
1990-12-07
1996-05-12

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Senna JawaSenna Jawaalmost 13 years agoAuthor
Thank you

Thank you, f-m, for your kind words.

fridayamfridayamabout 13 years ago
Difficult but beautiful

and worth studying at length. Ty

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