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Further In
On the main road into the city
when the sun is low.
The traffic thickens, crawls.
It is a sluggish dragon glittering.
I am one of the dragon’s scales.
Suddenly the red sun is
right in the middle of the windscreen
streaming in.
I am transparent
and writing becomes visible
inside me
words in invisible ink
which appear
when the paper is held to the fire!
I know I must get far away
straight through the city and then
further until it is time to go out
and walk far in the forest.
Walk in the footprints of the badger.
It gets dark, difficult to see.
In there on the moss lie stones.
One of the stones is precious.
It can change everything
it can make the darkness shine.
It is a switch for the whole country.
Everything depends on it.
Look at it, touch it…
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A poem by Tomas Transtromer ........... did you know he just won the Nobel prize for literature ? :-)........... pretty cool :-)))))))))))))))))))))))
Cheers Jez XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
PS........... Robert the hard working owner of a small scrap yard that he worked by himself.......... told me to go to this place to look out over Silver Lake.
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