Parading

Heart become eyelid

of an eye on its way to where I am.
of an eye on its way to where I am.
of an eye on its way to where I am.
The eye is not here yet and already I can see.
The eye is not here yet and already I can see.
Before there is a heart I am made of beating. —Roberto Juarroz, translated by W. S. Merwin
Before there is a heart I am made of beating.
—Roberto Juarroz, translated by W. S. Merwin

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