Blogdom for Freedom

A hare and a tortoise are running a race.

Herum who wins.will the old story repeat or a new one will make the history….Herum.

You never knew

that after you left I stayed

by the impression on the ground where you’d lain

I drew my hand

over the flattened grass and it was

as if I needed and cherished your absence more

than I needed and cherished you

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(an extract from the poem SUSPENDED by Bruno K.Oijer from The Lost Words,translated from Swedish by Tom Geddes)