Photosynthesis
If you were to exhale oxygen
along with all the plants
by the archaic mouth of photosynthesis,
the whole earth would smell of ozone.
This happens before the rain,
when the rebel raindrops army marches
and the odd dust bounces around.
poem by Andrei Langa, translated by Dan Costinaş
Added by Dan Costinaş
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