I WILL LISTEN TO THE ANGELS.

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Poetry by: Jon Fosse Translated by: Maxim RakiWhenever I hear the angels coming from my dead friends, silent as snow, lucid as snow I will see the snow melt and become water I will see it disappear and return, like eagles I will see the eagles arrive disappear and I will listen to the music in the movement that we create and that puts us, quite lucid, in darkness.