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Jarrell, Randall: The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner

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The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner (English)

From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,

 

And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.

 

Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,

 

I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.

 

When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.



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Halál a lövésztoronyban (Hungarian)

 

Anyám álmából egyenest az Állam ölébe hulltam,


Hol nyirkos irhám megfagyott, míg ott kuporogtam.


Hat mérföldnyire a föld áloméletétől


Riadtam fekete flak-tól, rémvadászok tüzétől.


Kimostak gumicsővel a lövésztoronyból, holtan.



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