Treasure Island

Miroslava Odalovic

(Montenegro)

Traveller handwarm


the lamb in the blood a traveller moonlit
the lamb in the blood a traveller sunlit
the lamb in the womb the sky spelled cloud

the walker in the mud a traveller lightless
the walker in the mud a traveller darkless
the walker in the lamb the sky spelled step

a silent road in the traveller's book
a silent road the traveller took
a silent road after a storm
a traveller path traveller handwarm

Submitted: Friday, March 02, 2012
Edited: Saturday, March 03, 2012
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  • Patti Masterman (3/2/2012 7:26:00 PM)

    Very interesting lines. Reminds me of some ancient Gaelic- type verse for
    some reason; those old blessings and verses composed to ward off curses,
    bad luck, and the like. (Report) Reply

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