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Seen all over, but most recently from mamculuna

Dusk in the Country

The riddle silently sees its image. It spins evening
among the motionless reeds.
There is a frailty no one notices
there, in the web of grass.

Silent cattle stare with green eyes.
They mosey in evening calm down to the water.
And the lake holds its immense spoon
up to all the mouths.

Harry Edmund Martinson
trans from the Swedish by Robert Bly

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[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

This is just beautiful. I love everything about it.