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Sport 40: 2012
Tübingen, in January
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Tübingen, in January
for Georg Braungart
The sky snowless,
in the rigging of the vines
the day turns to light.
Dog-tired, last year’s wood
goes to work before me.
How wasted, the time,
how swollen, the language.
It may seem strange to you,
but even crows have a heart.
And that, in a few words, is
the true story of my life.