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Uncertain season..
under the ise pellicle the rut of the frogs * Shipwreck on the shore – tadpoles happily playing the game hide and seek * leafing overnight the poplar trees on the shore… only the treefrogs * A little white dove escaped from the winter’s lap – the springtime * Calligraphy… On the telegraph wires, lined up, the swallows * Chiromancy… What could thios tiny ant read out of your life line? * The church bell tower – the dragonfly wants to know how late i tis now * Between Sky and Earth rising a pathway for ants: the cross on the grave * The cheerful bride’s dance – smashed beneart her high heels a Lady bird * In the dark of night the light og a candlestik gathers butterflies * The simphonies of two nightingales supporting the sky * Alone in the rain… on the umbrella’s handle a Lady bird * The latest map sheet… Along the bordeline a long gossamer * A mug full with beer a longing fly approaching like all those drunkards * The kissing dance starts: the first handkerchief a month and a Lady bird
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