Vida Nenadic


Recession - Poem by Vida Nenadic

I am moving the curtains
and wondering:

Is it possible
to see beyond

the banks,
which go to pots

the shops,
which closed for goods

the companies,
which mercilessly lay off workers?

I open my window
on the West

To see the Sun
in the East..





Vida Nenadic

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 8, 2013


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