Leaning on its shadow

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Leaning on its shadow

* * * (There it is below, between two coasts)
The Preacher
Oh, Cavafy
Tohu va bohu 2
Two Silences
* * * (Just a while longer and I shall return home)
Nothing and Nobody
Everybody Is Alone
When You Are Far
* * * (In the space between two words)
He Went to Bed with the Word

In the space between two words,
in he transition from one to the another
there is the end. The silence comes first
and then, together with my mother tongue
ingrown like my twin
we will remember this light together –
our birth place.

2018-08-21T17:23:01+00:00 July 3rd, 2008|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 60|0 Comments