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All that is inside of me, with my words and verses I'm putting at your
disposal. And I hope that you'll give it, with all your heart, as a
present to others to be kept.

A hot barrel. 
of antiaircraft gun. 
Spring rain evaporating.

Going for a walk.
Between aerials
the moon is born.

Turtledoves are cooing.
Near the house the midday sun
is drying the washing.

After the rain
beside the garden table
a fog on its quest.

Broken bridge. 
A girl on the sandbar 
gathering shells. 

Chirping of cricket 
interrupted by throb 
of soldier's boots.