The Onshore Wind Strokes the Breast | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) Wiatr od morza gładzi pierś.
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Yvonne Maria Matelska
The onshore wind strokes the breast.
The sun-painted body
and the eyes with unsatisfied spot
derive their delight from spring
- spring in its prime.
The sun-painted body
and the eyes with unsatisfied spot
derive their delight from spring
- spring in its prime.
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