Thursday, 10 March 2011

In The Storm Of Roses

Wherever we turn in the storm of roses,
the night is lit up by thorns,
and the thunder of leaves,
once so quite within the bushes
rumbling at our heels


Ingeborg Bachmann
In The Storm Of Roses





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