When Thomas brought the news that the house I was born in no longer exists,
Neither the lane nor the park sloping to the river, nothing, I had a dream of return.
Multicolored. Joyous. I was able to fly.
And the trees were even higher than in childhood,
because they had been growing during all the years since they had been cut down.
Czeslaw Milosz
Artwork by https://twitter.com/a_marrast
Locus - Anton Marrast
- 単価米ドル単価数量有効期限送信元
- 単価米ドル単価数量最低価格差有効期限送信元
- 販売
- 転送
Locus - Anton Marrast
- 単価米ドル単価数量有効期限送信元
- 単価米ドル単価数量最低価格差有効期限送信元
When Thomas brought the news that the house I was born in no longer exists,
Neither the lane nor the park sloping to the river, nothing, I had a dream of return.
Multicolored. Joyous. I was able to fly.
And the trees were even higher than in childhood,
because they had been growing during all the years since they had been cut down.
Czeslaw Milosz
Artwork by https://twitter.com/a_marrast
- 販売
- 転送