Grown sheepish
by morning I study
the grounds of my coffee
At midday I cut
a slice for myself
from the hollow pumpkin of summer
And not until dark do I risk again
the Cretan trick
of leaping between the horns
W. G. Sebald, Across the Land and Water: Selected Poems, 1964-2001, Ian Galbraith (trad.), Modern Library, New York, 2013.
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