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The Clay Pitcher
excerpt from poems of the Romanian Gypsy Princess: Luminita Mihai Cioaba


I am listening to the wind 
and my hand is absently drawing a clay pitcher.
I touch with my hand five carnations 
and i am looking around astounded 
and here by this pitcher there is a smell of green apples......

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