Go and open the door.
Maybe a dog's rummaging.
Maybe you'll see a face,
or an eye
or the picture
of a picture. (...)
Go and open the door.
Even if there's only
the darkness ticking
even if there's only
the hollow wind
even if
nothing
is there
go and open the door.
At least
there'll be
a draught.
By a Czech poet
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