A Poem after a Break | final version
translated poem:
wiersz po przerwie (Wiatr_w_oczy)
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Moderator: Michał Zabłocki
somehow it has not rung the bell
but once in a blue moon
an unplanned break occurs
people vanish
so do things
and emotions
tea gets cold
crackers go mouldy
and the last steel feather
gets out from the plucked cock's dump
plonk! - it got out
it lies and squeals
like a stug pig
we approach it
from the bottom side
but once in a blue moon
an unplanned break occurs
people vanish
so do things
and emotions
tea gets cold
crackers go mouldy
and the last steel feather
gets out from the plucked cock's dump
plonk! - it got out
it lies and squeals
like a stug pig
we approach it
from the bottom side
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@ Magdalena Podobińska
Thank you, dear Magda, it is nice to come back to the "old" Thursday poem writing (with the translation, OFC) :))