Adnana Zeljkovic

Rookie (29.05.1950 / Banjaluka, Bosnia&Herzegovina (ex Yugoslavia))

What Happens To Me Sometimes - Poem by Adnana Zeljkovic

Sometimes I go to distant places,
as far as the city bus reaches,
finding myself in spooky suburbs,
immersed in pitch black night,
accommodating a never-ending darkness;

sometimes I eat raw potatoes,
merging arboreal with human roots
to sense the strength of earth needed
to turn my life upside down;

sometimes I walk on the edge,
between the highway with its lashing trucks
on one side
and the fast, unfriendly river
on the other;

sometimes, scared of barking dogs
and invisible axe blows,
I run away from too much wilderness,
into the heart of a city
abundantly lit with substitute stars -
my soul comfortable
in good old monotony,
perched before the television.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 9, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 15, 2010

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