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Berlin - Friedrichshagen *)


A tree bleeding
in this Winter night;
Glaciers and sand
overflowing the road.

At the timberyard,
resin in the flesh of logs;
and here, in the pine,
a bleeding face,
ashen green.

Waters, fairies, and rabbits,
stags and fawns playing at dawn,
pressing grass for sleep --
concealments, glades,
a body loosing serum;
in this night,
distended by blue;
on this earth,
strayed in the words
of a greedy mind.



Anwar Al-Ghassani
September 5, 1995


*) The Sound of Poetry (print and voice recording on CD), Poetry.com, 2002