Tanja Bakic Poems

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Till a snowflake falls,
Softly broken on your eyes,
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Dark clouds -
Bruised from the inside.

The sky hurts me,
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You are well familiar
With the language of snakes –
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In the river I stand
And drink moonlight in my palm
From the frozen bed I pull out a rock -
And cast it high towards the stars.
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Light
Under the eyelashes—
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The fingernails of the dark –
The rain isn’t going to fall.
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The snow is falling onto the ice
In its quest for gold
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We lay our mouths to the ground.
Perhaps in the roots beneath
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Fingers listen to a song
Of your hands.
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A cloud is drawing near
To my ear.
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