Фламандская Школа - Дом Быта
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The text bursts from my throat
Into the darkening forest
You briefly caress
My existence
I don't care where I am -
there or here!

Space is meaningless
In itself.
I am an unintentional witness
To your nakedness
Go and look
At the light.

Glimmer
A glimmer is born from the sun
On a cloudy pupil,
How foolish, how foolish
To hope that you are not like everyone else!
But you are not.

Sparingly and slowly
The day dies in the hours -
In the house of the soul there is no place
for everyday life.
There is only fire.

Go and listen
To our laughter
Here
The first snow will soon fall.