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ISBN: 1934414239
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Small, bent over, gray,
I'm sitting with arms crossed
on my luggage.
I ask nothing of no one.
Wait for no one.
I don’t know where I’ve come from
nor where I’m going.
In the trunk are my books.
In the suitcase are my shirts.
I packed everything I had.
On my head I wear
a cap of many colors,
my great pride and joy.
Novica Tadić
/© BOA Editions, Ltd, 2009/
2 коментара:
Let lightweight luggage for a long way. We are overrun with pride and joy. In a season of loneliness is our company.
Beautiful Poem.
A greeting.
Thank you, my dear friend!
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