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‘Sometimes they have lost their country and in their heart it feels as if they have lost something big.’
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‘Delirium for the Four Legs of a Love’ by Dimitris Athinakis (trans. Karen Emmerich)
I see your yesses coming from afar and my own, like candles, brandish and burn awaiting the centuries A strong wind carries off my hat my glasses my tattoo my arm carries off my leg and an eye [I’m left there smiling before jets gushing the joy of nothingness] joy — it too alone Stay,…
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Wikpedia Poem, No. 53
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