Nach langen Jahren des Suchens habe ich mein Lieblingsgedicht aus der Schulzeit endlich wiedergefunden:
In a Station of the Metro The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough.
In a Station of the Metro
The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.
Ezra Pound, 1913
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