Parading

beware of dryness of heart love the morning spring

the bird with an unknown name the winter oak
the bird with an unknown name the winter oak
light on a wall the splendour of the sky
light on a wall the splendour of the sky
they don’t need your warm breath —Zbigniew Herbert, translated by Bogdana and John Carpenter
they don’t need your warm breath
—Zbigniew Herbert, translated by Bogdana and John Carpenter

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