Neva Lukić – Poetry

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Neva Lukić – Poetry

To die in the desert
The Light


If goosebumps could endure for years,
they would dry up just like blackberries,
the mountains of dry, purple seeds
would fall out of our bodies;
the boundary would forever
remain disembodied!

The peaks of the waves would withdraw
into the holes dug out by wild moles

The sea would be steady
The world would wait for transit.

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