Miroslava Odalovic

Rookie - 83 Points (Montenegro)

‘sagacity, The Dawns Break In Inexperience' (Branko Miljkovich) - Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

There's a tremendous music composed of the ground
An earthquake master can creep in to hear
Oh he's been silent so long so long
Oh he's been bewitched in many a sound
In cries of freedom in sounds of fear
Fretting over three moons too young
Too young to learn the whiteness beams
Too white to know what darkness deems
Too old to touch the common altar womb
All the three glowed in an empty tomb

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 19, 2012

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