Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Alicja Kuberska writes

Little Town



I walk along the streets of the town,
Which I once loved.
Today, I am an indifferent stranger.
I barely recognize it.

There are no more old, hospitable aunts.
No more nosy neighbors hidden behind curtains,
Or brave men with war stories.
They are gone.


Time changed everything,
Not only the people, houses, streets and trees.
It seems to me that it even
Repainted the shade of the sky

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 Strange Town -- Tomasz Pietrzyk

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