Miroslava Odalovic

Rookie - 50 Points (Montenegro)

The Hand/Ruka - Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

The hand
It was
And butterflies it drew
It was
Uncovered the dark
It was
Thin old
It was
More than an eye
It was
It turned the pages
It was
It leafed
It was
It slapped the masks
It was
Shivering restless
It was
Hit against the surfaces
It was
It knocked on the door
It was
More than a beat
It was
It stopped
It was
©Miroslava Odalovic


Рука била је
И цртала је лептира
Била је
Разгртала тмине
Била је
Мршава стара
Била је
Вишеод ока
Била је
Окретала странице
Била је
Прелиставала
Била је
Ошамарила маске
Била је
Дрхтава немирна
Била је
И као песница
Била је
Ударала о површи
Била је
Куцала на врата
Била је
Више од откуцаја
Била је
Стала
Била је


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 5, 2014



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