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Hall, Donald: White Apples

Portre of Hall, Donald

White Apples (English)

when my father had been dead a week

I woke

with his voice in my ear

                         I sat up in bed


and held my breath

and stared at the pale closed door


white apples and the taste of stone


if he called again

I would put on my coat and galoshes

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Fehér almák (Hungarian)

amikor az apám már halott volt


fülemben ébredtem

                  felültem az ágyban


visszafogtam lélegzetem

és a sápadt zárt ajtóra meredtem


fehér almák és a kő íze


ha újra szólítana

felölteném kabátom és sárcipőm

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