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In to the cup
He put milk
In to the coffee cup
He put sugar
In to milk coffee
With the small spoon
He stirred
He drank milk coffee
Then he put down the cup
Without a word
To me
He lit
A cigarette
He drew circles
With the smoke
He put the ash
In to the ash tray
Without a word
Without a glance
At me
He got up
He wore his hat
He wore the rain coat
Because it was raining
Then he left
Under the rain
Without a word
Without a glance
At me
And me,
I hid my face
In my hands
Then I cried.
Translated by Jahooli Devi
French poem : Déjeuner du matin by Jacques Prévert
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