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Gustav Janouch, Conversations with Kafka
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Missed Time, Ha Jin
Louise Glück, from “Mutable Earth”, Poems 1962 - 2012
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the teapot by Robert Bly
Tu sai come baciarmi dentro mordermi dalle costole le ali che fanno male. Voglio strade che dormono vuote mentre io resto insonne a chiedermi se godi o tremi lontano dalla mia notte. Il mio corpo disabitato gocciola resina, ho fiori sulla fronte e brina e mille pianure che cantano di te.
Paola Casulli
Wild Geese
by Mary Oliver
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -- over and over announcing your place in the family of things.
Novalis, Heinrich von Ofterdingen: A Romance [originally published 1802]
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