Strindberg Project


By Claudia Mougin

those voices which rocked us
less alive than before
they are ghostly written in my head
less far than i thought

they are still singing out from the past
more louder than the childhood's canticle
and every spells from each letters seem in vain
more clearer than the light

it reminds me why i belong here
even though words are not in the right place
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Published: March 15, 2011, 6:52 am