In times of swollen cheeks, when the clay bugles roar,
the little railroads of gold coins run, in festoons,
around the country.
Oh beards of fire, oh streams rousing the thirst!
But, at the heart of the region, among the mold growing
under arms, milk-filled celebrities of the white wood
nourish the lumpy pillow of sleep which dents the young
cows.
(Paul Colinet)
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