The Matter in the Soul | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) W duszy materia
-
Yvette Popławska
The matter in the soul
melts us with summer breath
metamorphosis of heat waves
turns hot bodies
into cold ice cubes.
melts us with summer breath
metamorphosis of heat waves
turns hot bodies
into cold ice cubes.
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