The sky in the east | work in progress
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) Niebo od wschodu czerwieni się
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Paweł Szkołut
The sky in the east is reddened
by the martial glow of war – against
its backdrop, peace descends slowly
like a dove with silvery
wings – towards the earth.
by the martial glow of war – against
its backdrop, peace descends slowly
like a dove with silvery
wings – towards the earth.
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