MORNING POEM
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MORNING POEM
Sometimes, like a plume of smoke
rises somehow from nowhere,
appears suddenly on the white sheet
the first words,
a new poem:
dewdrops glittering
on the petals of dawn.
GERMAIN DROOGENBROODT
Translation Germain Droogenbroodt – Stanley Barkan