Vodenjak Poem by Miroslava Odalovic
Vodenjak
Mojim je snovima hodao
vodenim hodom Dunaa
i sa zlatnim lancem u ruci
sa njim i stari Bind
zlo svih rijeka
u svakoj mu šacu udavljena
po jedna ljudska riječ
golemu nijemost udahnuh
sa pjesama Rusalki
u kolu s njima riđokosa
hvatah anonska klasja
u klipove vremena
u sumrak nađoh trag plaveti
u očima dunavskog demona
u raskozorje shvatih
koliko je teško
skoračiti iz ptice
1993.
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