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Journal | Wednesday, June 5th, 2014 | sundanesecorner.org

Hawé Setiawan

You see, darling, eucalyptus trees stand by the lake, reflecting their bodies on the surface of the green water. The sun is not high. Shadows of the trees extend from one edge to another. We can’t drag all these details into a poem. What we can do is merely noticing some of the most important cue, before everything disappears, erased by new sceneries. Let us picked up these eucalyptus leaves. We’ll squeeze them, for the fragrance always takes us to the scent of a baby.

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