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"From March 1979" by Tomas Transtrรถmer
Weary of all who come with words, words but no language
I make my way to the snow-covered island.
The untamed has no words.
The unwritten pages spread out on every side!
I come upon the tracks of deer in the snow.
Language but no words.
Translated from the Swedish by Robin Fulton
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