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Frauke Valentin |
 (1994)
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Frauke Valentin was 17 when she wrote this. | frühherbst |
Feder-schweres blaues wolken-grau preßt mich feucht-warm bringt mich dem Boden nahe kriecht dunkel-roter Blütensaft füllt mich mit klebrig-süßem Gestank Ich öffne meinen Mund und schmecke lila.
1 transportation indian summer blue-cloudy-gray as heavy as feathers damp-warm presses me close to the ground dark red juice from blossoms creeps fills me up with sicky sweet stink I open my mouth to taste lilac
2nd transportation dying summer clouds´ gray feather heavy damp warm brings me close to the ground dark red the sap from blossoms fills me with sticky, sweet stink I open my mouth to taste purple |
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