Image: Adriaen Coorte, Still Life with Strawberries, 1705, (wikicommons. org)
My path is a path - (Boulevard sketches)
who has been running like
At the noisy streets?
How Ingeborg Bachmann
Can not I do it,
For where my road would
to red strawberry bush?
I am satisfied it
On the path in the woods,
Because sometimes I find
Since the pond.
(And besides, there are
. At times even wild strawberries)
[The poem by Ingeborg Bachmann, of which I have
offs it here: http://lyrikline.org/ index.php? id = 162 & L = 0 & author = & show = ib00 Poems & poemId = 268 & cHash = 9af4348510 ]
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