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Everything to Measure
Julia Hartwig
Oh no—paradise is not disheveled nature
bearded unkempt pines shrubbery branches
blue-black colonies of berries
looking out with the eyes of hunted deer
Paradise is a garden
where everything is to measure
joy but not wildness
not despair but melancholy
It is the victory of order
So what if on gravel paths
you sometimes hear approaching steps
above which a body had no time to take shape
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