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Posted by matt on 8 May 2008
SMS
To Iva
Did you see the sign of the sunset?
A field sown with secrets.
Rays sprout among the clouds.
Late birds
gracefully alight
and peck early-risen stars.
I only know that these are not landscapes.
Everything is silent and impossible.
Ask the sky what it wants to say.
You can.
Translation by Valentin Krustev
Photo credit: A Parallel Sunset in the East by Fort Photo
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