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But I know

 BUT I KNOW If I were a butterfly before my birth a tree or a star I’ve forgotten But I know that I was and will be Moments
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Come Back

Come back often and take hold of me, sensation that I love come back and take hold of me— when the body’s memory awakens and an old longing
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The Most Beautiful

I escape into your magic tent love In the breathing forest where grass tops are bowing Because there is nothing more beautiful Rose Ausländer (1901 – 1988) Translation
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Poetic Awakening

 Beholding the stars until daybreak, with its morning red, closes the iris of the nightexperience the dreamed dream not only as a dreambut read the veins in the
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Weeping

She wept in the morning She wept at noon She wept in the evening At morning she lost a son At noon she lost another At evening she
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Haiku Bashô

Left as memories on the leaves of a poppy the butterfly’s wings *** Motionless the pond a frog jumping suddenly splashing of water *** The early light rain
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Bad Habit

BAD HABIT   Every day I go to work for my wife, Olga, so that she has enough money for shopping. I must make an effort. The weekend
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