The house where I was born (04) (Yves Bonnefoy Poem)
Another time. It was still night. Water slid Silently on the black ground, And I knew that my only task ...
Another time. It was still night. Water slid Silently on the black ground, And I knew that my only task ...
I woke up, it was the house where I was born. It was raining softly in all the rooms, I ...
And then life; and once again A house where I was born. Around us The granary above what once had ...
I woke up, it was the house where I was born, Sea foam splashed against the rock, Not a single ...
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