Without surrealism

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Without surrealism

Hide and seek
Prayer
Miraculous
Without surrealism
Five minutes

Mom, here you are with sun in your stomach!
Who cares
if the sun is like an amoeba
with an eye in the middle
and if the stomach has jumped
somewhat above the neck.
The artist is entitled
to its own vision of things.
The eyes
are dates not only because of their shape
and the hair is like cable
twisted in space
for better connection with the others.
For some it is a kind of a head dress
for others it’s an expression of elegance
in the same way the earrings are.
Whatever the case may be,
just don’t look for surrealism –
here everything is real.

AuthorVioleta Tančeva-Zlateva
2018-08-21T17:23:06+00:00 October 17th, 2007|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 56|0 Comments