Sunday, March 22, 2009

and bright sounds..

translated by Baudelaire Jones

All is seen...
The vision gleams in the air.
All is had...
The distant sound of cities at night,
In sunlight, always.
All is known...
Chaos! Disorder!
These are the stuff of life.
Departure while love yet lingers,
And bright sounds.

A.R. (Departure)

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