Turakina Street - by
I give you
/ these baskets and ’ei
/ made by my hands
/ in the old style
/ from plastic packing strips
/ my way of keeping alive those…
I give you
/ these baskets and ’ei
/ made by my hands
/ in the old style
/ from plastic packing strips
/ my way of keeping alive those…
Iarna şi primăvara, de sărbători circulau mici pachete în Transilvania; o pereche de şosete împletite, mănuşi din resturi de lână,…
In which river did the fish swim
/ that mistook for a fly a hook on a line
/ so drew its last, that…
At the Royal College of Surgeons of Edinburgh
/
/ My only talent lay in these.
/ My father rubbed his hands together,
/ stared as though…
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