It’s been a year since my mother passed away.At that time, I wrote a haiku in her memory. Stisk njene rokeUmrla bom, je reklaSlovo za vedno The squeeze of her handI will die, she said to meGoodbye forever A haiku is a traditional form of Japanese poetry consisting of three unrhymed lines with a 5,…
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They Say
They sayWhen a star falls, wish for luck.And they sayWhere the rainbow touches the ground,Happiness awaits you.And yetHappiness is step ahead of you.Give me your handAnd I’ll give you luck. Sunday, 12 September 1982
When the Day Comes
When the day comesafter the night of dyingeverything seems so differentand yetlooking for traces of blood,and the smell of burnt meat,the scratches of bullets on the walls of my room.My trembling heart in your hands.Hide it in your eyes,lock it up in your chest.Can’t you hear them coming from the dark depthsto take everything from…