Capacs alternative anti-julekalender – dag 3

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Og i dag springer vi fremad i tiden – til P. J. Harvey, der er på trapperne med sin første digtsamling. Vi snupper en smagsprøve.

One gray dove circles the ruins.A jet heads to the base.

A boy sings to the bird.He carries a blue gas cannister.

Where shall I go? I have no home.

I had a place but guests came

and they remained. Where shall I go?

He leads us through the village.One cockerel. A pile of shoes

outside a curtained door.We sit on orange cushions.

Children bring us tea and bread.I wish we had brought gifts.

I hope we know when to leave.

Lyt til Harvey læse digtet op – lige her.

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