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Poem of the Day. Tomas Tranströmer

di
Redazione Italia, June 22 2016









National Insecurity
  
The Under Secretary leans forward and draws an X
and her ear-drops dangle like swords of Damocles.

As a mottled butterfly is invisible against the ground

so the demon merges with the opened newspaper.

A helmet worn by no one has taken power.

The mother-turtle flees flying under the water.