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Saturday, March 14, 2009

Czeslaw Milosz

Slow River...

There has not been for a long time a spring as beautiful as this one; the grass, just before mowing, is thick and wet with dew. At night bird cries come up from the edge of the marsh, a crimson shoal lies in the east till the morning hours. In such a season , every voice becomes for us a shout of triumph.

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