Thirsty, She Parts her Lips | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) spragniona rozchyla usta
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Yvonne Maria Matelska
thirsty, she parts her lips
she drinks a fraction of sun
from the smell of violets
she holds a patch of spring
in hands full of dissatisfaction
she drinks a fraction of sun
from the smell of violets
she holds a patch of spring
in hands full of dissatisfaction
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