Milosava Pavlovich

Poetry

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Story

Translated by: Елка Димитрова

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A bell, fishing rode,

a letter,

a book, a frame,

perfumes, a fur coat…

All that

scattered around me for years,

burdened by

age and meaning.

 

I even don’t take off my necklace.

 

Everything from you

is a mute language,

a story for only few ones.

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