Narva, Bright as day Poem by Marcel Beyer

Narva, Bright as day



The languages are strange to me, I'm like someone
wearing carpet-slippers: but there

I am. Polymers, fur trim
and insoles: all things are near to me.

Translation : Michael Hofmann

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Marcel Beyer

Marcel Beyer

Albstadt, Germany
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