Sun, Wind and Clothes-line | ||
Your yellow jersey lifts its arms |
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vin reverent greeting to the zenith. | ||
The summer wind fills | ||
the rose-white shells of your bra. | ||
Your mother of pearl gray knickers | ||
are pierced by slanting rays of the sun. | ||
At the end two blue socks dance | ||
a nimble toe-dance. | ||
Out of the house a clothes-basket comes | ||
and two sandals with a naked lady above them. | ||
It’s useless to resist: | ||
My joy skips rope with a clothes-line | ||
Harald Sverdrup | ||
Translated by Louis Muinzer |
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