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the face of autumn

Some of Cindy’s pictures, and some of mine. And, yes, German poetry. (My translation at the bottom.)   Komm in den totgesagten park und schau: Der schimmer ferner lächelnder gestade – Der reinen wolken unverhofftes blau Erhellt die weiher und … Continue reading

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Speak not always Of the leaves Prey of wind Of ripe quinces Smashed to pieces Of the tread Of the destroyer Late in the year. Of the trembling Dragonflies In the storm And the lights Flickering Changeable. [Stefan George]

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