The Dawn Rises Over Ponds | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) Świt wstaje nad stawami
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jakub mistral
The dawn rises over ponds
with scared bulrush,
pastel day drops
are blurred in the fingers.
Words still smell of mint.
with scared bulrush,
pastel day drops
are blurred in the fingers.
Words still smell of mint.
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