sábado, 30 de mayo de 2015

Those few years by Antonin Bartušek

Those Few Years

You refuse to give up.
You go on hoping.
You collect the fingerprints
of every catastrophe,
hoping to catch them red-handed.
The snow falls doubly.
Suddenly we have grey hair,
both of us.

- Antonin Bartušek (Czech Republic, 1921)

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