Temmuz 15, 2012


“my heart born naked
was swaddled in lullabies.
later alone it wore
poems for clothes.
like a shirt
i carried on my back
the poetry i had read.

so i lived for half a century
until wordlessly we met.

from my shirt on the back of the chair
i learn tonight
how many years
of learning by heart
i waited for you.”

john berger

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