[translated poetry] Before Spring A strange sound wakes you. Your heart? Your stomach? Just the pipes. Two-thirty in the morning. A pale lane of light pollution looms between the high rises on the horizon. Above it, a thin strip of sky. Like clumps of minerals in a newly discovered mining cavity, dim stars shine. The […]
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