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J.M. Coetzee

J.M Coetzee, Alter Botanischer Garten Zürich

I am corrupted to the bone with the beauty of this forsaken world.

 

In my experience poetry speaks to you either at first sight or not at all. A flash of revelation and a flash of response. Like lightning. Like falling in love.

 

J.M. Coetzee


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