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    Song of Walls
    Song of Walls
    Song of Walls
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    Song of Walls

    By Poul Lynggaard Damgaard

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    The poetry collection Song of Walls by Poul Lynggaard Damgaard is a transformation of the poem when it meets the world, and when it meets the world again. The depth of the landscape in touch with the reeds.
    ‘The courage of the junction” is a poem published in The Long‑Islander, New York, 2018.
    The beauty of nature is a point of reference.

    Digtsamlingen Song of Walls af Poul Lynggaard Damgaard er en forvandling af digtet, når det møder verden, og når det igen møder verden. Landskabets dybde i berøring med sivene.  
    ‘The courage of the junction’ er et digt udgivet i The Long Islander, New York, 2018.
    Naturens skønhed er et referencepunkt.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAustin Macauley Publishers
    Release dateMar 3, 2023
    ISBN9781398498792
    Song of Walls
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    Poul Lynggaard Damgaard

    Poul Lynggaard Damgaard (born 1977) is a Danish poet living in Aarhus, Jutland, Denmark. Since 2012 he has been connected to the Aarhus Centre for Literature and the Hald Hovedgaard, the Danish Centre for Writers and Translators. He is a member of the Danish Authors’ Society. His work appears in many Scandinavian anthologies and Danish poetry collections. He has participated in several international poetry festivals in Europe, and his poetry has been translated into many different languages.

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