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Kathrin Schmidt
translated from German by Jamie Osborn |
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playful |
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the buzzard’s lost the berries
it took under its wing. sails over parish churches, shadows strained across the green. a girl-child skips in through the square, her little legs telling, one by one, the break- ing of letters off the page, her braids peppering so quick a pattern on her shoulders that our looks will never catch its blare. only slowly do we begin to see it could be our daughter there. |
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