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“Where once wild mints were grown in the fields
with leaves and flowers full of fragrance
Now there’re plants making concrete and steel
and birds drop dead into the melting furnace”
Simple EveryDays
February 18, 2011 at 01:28
“Sleep, Persephone
in the embrace of the earth
Never come out again
on the balcony of the world”
But she revived for you.
February 18, 2011 at 16:58
“Where once wild mints were grown in the fields
with leaves and flowers full of fragrance
Now there’re plants making concrete and steel
and birds drop dead into the melting furnace”