Neva Lukić – Poetry

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Neva Lukić – Poetry

Possibilities
Transit
Ghosts
To die in the desert
The Light


The Light

Precisely in the thin wrinkles of the sheets
Among the slippery togas of the departed snakes

The Light

In the north, where the night lasts nights,
at the first traces of light on their faces
people shudder with whole gazes

The Sun

For them so far away.
With their thin fingers
would create forest fires.

AuthorNeva Lukić
Translated byGjoko Zdravеski
2019-01-15T12:21:33+00:00 March 27th, 2018|Categories: Literature, Poetry, Blesok no. 118|0 Comments