There are different things in my blood,
Close and distant ages,
leftovers from yesterday,
parts of the Autumn,
and beginnings of tomorrow…
There is madness in my blood
and praise for the green fields
that end in sharp shores.
There are
wild and domestic animals in it
led by a stunned fellow,
towards the circleshaped house.
Bulls in My Blood
People That Keep Their Promise
The First Cold Day
Frightened Poem
Arrogance
Biography of the Living
Planting Tree (Inscription)
The Ways through Heaven
I Dream About You Again
Bulls in my Blood
The First Cold Day
Frightened Poem
Arrogance
Biography of the Living
Planting Tree (Inscription)
The Ways through Heaven
I Dream About You Again
Bulls in my Blood
AuthorBratislav Taškovski