SK (1904-1926 / Slovenia)

A Face By The Window

I love you, the grey face in the grey
window of the coffee house - the face
with expectations.-
In the age of broken spears, ships,
masts - the heart full of
arrows - grey apathy in the eyes,
you would know: It spills
over us like a cascade of light
from the sky.

We will be able to look at
the swaying of the green seas
and see terrifying whirlpools,
sailors on masts,
without nervousnes.

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