der er intet så koldt og
beregnende som at skrive et digt
kærligheden sorgen og de
dybeste følelser alle må
de gennem sprogets vride
maskine grammatikkens kalkule
alle ordene alle må de
ned på papirets liglagen
there is nothing as cold and
calculating as writing a poem
love mourning and the
deepest emotions all of them
must pass through the wringer
of language the calculus of grammar
all the words all of them must be
committed to paper’s shroud
A fresh way of looking at it!
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