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I dreamt of lips
(Solitary and open? Parted by the wind?)
Lips like a platypus heart
They move between branches     Can't hear a thing
(Have they turned off the sound?The sound beneath the trees?)
Humid lips smiling at the end of my dream
Against a backdrop of leaves     The wallpaper
in this hotel room     Tireless drawing
Murmur from the Middle Ages

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Roberto Bolaño
Translation from Laura Healy


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Part One: THE SNOW-NOVEL
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