Anselm Kiefer - Abendland
Days pass. Slams the sailing vessel.
is breaking the top. We have not watered the trees. Last year
dried up - or a fruit or a leaf.
The women are aged in a hurry. Small
snails climbing the walls. One day we went down
to clean, a good time, well - nothing;
a coolness and a bunch of dull rusty buckets.
pulled them out one by one. The well was drained.
Ghiannis Ritsos - Delays
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