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The Poem And The Butterfly

The Poem and the Butterfly (Metamorphosis)
The Night of my Death is Approaching
Marble (Pillar)
The Deposition from the Cross (a Fresco)
The Entry Into Jerusalem (a Fresco)
We Walk Holding Hands
Clouds
Rug

Who sleeps in you
Who sails through you
Which babel, what byzantium
What archangel, whose God
What satan?

I lay my head on your body

And hear: inside a nightingale

Twitters.

Nerezi, 79

AuthorMihail Rendžov
2018-08-21T17:24:06+00:00 March 1st, 1998|Categories: Blesok no. 01, Poetry|0 Comments