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A translated poem about death Challenge8



A translated poem about death Challenge8
By alienrhymer on 03/10/2011
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Faust sounds far away. Its sighting
Is like city gables black,
Its towers with the bells that keep the hours track,
Its midnights full of thunder and of lightning.
And old men with non-gothic nor a Goethe’s fate
And organ grinders, second hand bookshops that open late.
One summoned devils and began a trade,
And cheating on a devil, made a gain.
His testament is this bargain.
The chimneys called a death and howled
The violins have bowed and mourned
When an unknown voice has warned
Me and a woman
Answered. And I woke up.


© By alienrhymer On 3/10/2011 7:51:07 AM
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