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First line
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Emergence
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| I. |
Breathe, you invisible poem! |
1922,02,23!Muzot, around February 23, 1922
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| II. |
Just like the master sometimes in a hurry |
1922.02.17!Muzot, 15./17. February 1922
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| III. |
Spiegel: There has never been a knowing description |
1922.02.17!Muzot, 15./17. February 1922
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| IV. |
O this is the animal that does not exist |
1922.02.17!Muzot, 15./17. February 1922
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| V. |
Flower muscle, that of the anemone |
1922.02.15!Muzot, February 15, 1922
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| VI. |
Rose, thou enthroned, to those of antiquity |
1922.02.15!Muzot, February 15, 1922
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| VII. |
Flowers, which you finally relate to the organizing hands |
1922.02.17!Muzot, 15./17. February 1922
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| VIII. |
Few of you, your former childhood playmates |
1922.02.17!Muzot, 15./17. February 1922
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| IX. |
Boast, ye judges, not of the dispensable torture |
1922.02.17!Muzot, 15./17. February 1922
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| X. |
Everything acquired threatens the machine for so long |
1922.02.17!Muzot, 15./17. February 1922
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| XI. |
Some, of death, arose from a calm, orderly rule |
1922.02.17!Muzot, 15./17. February 1922
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| XII. |
Want the change. O be enthusiastic about the flame |
1922.02.17!Muzot, 15./17. February 1922
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| XIII. |
Be farewell first as if he were behind |
1922.02.17!Muzot, 15./17. February 1922
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| XIV. |
See the flowers, those faithful to the earthly |
1922.02.17!Muzot, 15./17. February 1922
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| XV. |
O well-mouth, you give, you mouth |
1922.02.17!Muzot, February 17, 1922
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| XVI. |
Torn up again and again by us |
1922,02,199!Muzot, 17./19. February 1922
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| XVII. |
Where, in which ever blissfully watered gardens, in which |
1922.02.19!Muzot, 17./19. February 1922
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| XVIII. |
Dancer: o you laying |
1922.02.19!Muzot, 17./19. February 1922
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| XIX. |
The gold lives somewhere in the pampering bank |
1922,02,23!Muzot, 17./23. February 1922
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| XX. |
Between the stars, how far; and yet, how much further |
1922,02,23!Muzot, 17./23. February 1922
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| XXI. |
Sing the gardens, my heart, that you do not know; like in glass |
1922,02,23!Muzot, 17./23. February 1922
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| XXII. |
O despite fate: the glorious abundance |
1922,02,23!Muzot, 17./23. February 1922
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| XXIII. |
Call me at your hour |
1922,02,23!Muzot, 17./23. February 1922
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| XXIV |
O this pleasure, always new, made of loosened clay! |
1922,02,23!Muzot, 19./23. February 1922
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| XXV. |
Already, listen, do you hear the first rake |
1922,02,23!Muzot, 19./23. February 1922
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| XXVI. |
How does the bird's cry seize us ... |
1922,02,23!Muzot, 19./23. February 1922
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| XXVII. |
Is there really time that destroys? |
1922,02,23!Muzot, 19./23. February 1922
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| XXVIII. |
O come and go. You, almost still a child, add |
1922,02,23!Muzot, 19./23. February 1922
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| XXIX. |
Silent friend of those far away, feel |
1922,02,23!Muzot, 19./23. February 1922
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