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This poem is taken from PN Review 262, Volume 48 Number 2, November - December 2021.

Five Poems Lutz Seiler
Translated by Stefan Tobler

mechanics of the pictorial world

taking down the swing
in autumn & putting it up
in April. day after day

the suburb commutes under
the trees and hour after hour
from the sky above courtyards

pulverised swallows fall & neatly
stuffed ones come up: the
gravity in their eyes hangs

raw as an egg
over the globe over
the man at the next table

(his face he leans in sleep
against the lamp) and over
the slender animals here

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