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A clear morning after the rain in March
can suddenly seem as if it were October
and the mind becomes sad
because the sky is so painfully clean
and the poplars leafless
and suddenly
I know nothing
about the sap swelling their buds
for inside me there swells a tide of sadness
and I am buried under the cool wave of light
longing and fear
and something else
like an empty seashore in the autumn with sun in October
though now it is March