(Stockholm, January 1, 2o10) IN MIDDLE OF THE ROAD
Amid
road was a stone was a stone in the road
had a stone in the middle of the road was a stone.
never forget that event in the life of my retinas so tired.
never forget that in the way
was a stone was a stone in the road
in the way was a stone.
(Carlos Drummond de Andrade, Elizabeth Bishop (ed.), An anthology of Brazilian poetry , Madrid, Broken Glass Publishing, 2oo9, p. 133.)
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