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Feb 11, 2021 01:09 PM Feb 11, 2021 01:09 PM
The trench with green water is criss-crossed by twigs and birds, by the shoes of tourists and the ghosts of shipwrecked sailors . . . I cross it too feeling the moat's wooden boards, soft, and water-logged. Like blood within blood, the castle resides within itself. But now you will not caress a wooden board or a stone, you will not enter history to enjoy the paintings exhibited in the hall while you listen to the swashing sea. Now you will withdraw into yourself like a snail into its shell. *** You will listen to footfalls in a distant night. To stifled breath, to the staircase rising toward the questions. *** So, then, beware! *** ____________ Translated by Sargon Boulus
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