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The
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XII Spring 2005
Discovered
Translated by Jennifer Berlin
I went forth into the woods
solely for myself,
seeking nothing,
in the spirit of whim.
In shadows I saw
a flower standing,
as luminous as stars,
like shining eyes.
I bent to pluck it
when it softly said,
Shall I wilt, picked
only to be broken?
I dug it out, gathered
all the tangled roots,
returned with it to the
garden at the house,
and returned it to soil
in a peaceful corner
where it flourishes
and brings forth blooms.
Jennifer Berlin (CAS 05) is an International Relations
major, minoring in both German and Theater Studies. She has
studied abroad in both Dresden and London.TBJ
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