Slavica Gadzova Poems

Too many bags and suitcases
old tickets and some feather of a dove
In which of them should I pack
The map for easier orientation
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Dear Salvador,
they say,
delusive fantasies
hallucinations and paranoiac visions
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In my eye pupils I keep
all sunrises and sunsets
seen by my mother, father,
grandmother and grandfather,
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Chain my legs, so I could come closer to you,
Chain my feet, so I could create the most beautiful dance

Chain my arms, so I could hug you better
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I feed it
with my own flesh and blood
it's the only thing that exists
it becomes greater with every breath
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The sun will melt this ice
as every spring
come with me
and let me flow
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I keep reading
the daily horoscope
in the newspapers
although I know:
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