Heavenly River

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Heavenly River

Heavenly River
Night
Meal
Renewal
A Poem for the Black Brother
Interior Dialogue
Midnight Thought

O midnight thought,
thought of defeat!
Quick
like lightning
and sharp like a naked knife
gleaming before the stab.
I clench it in my palm,
swing with it
at myself,
right into my heart.

AuthorBlaže Koneski
2018-08-21T17:23:42+00:00 October 1st, 2001|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 22|0 Comments