autumn sun
a leaf falls
onto its shadow



cold morning -
in the trash, a tramp
and a few birds



All Souls' Day
fresh leaves
between the graves



listening to silence -
fallen leaves
at Chopin's monument



winter garden
the fence's shadow separates
white from white


transl. by Anatoly Kudryavitsky

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