Nešto što te dotakne

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ejjus
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Re: Nešto što te dotakne

Post by ejjus » Mon Sep 25, 2017 9:21 pm

Those Winter Sundays BY ROBERT HAYDEN

Sundays too my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
from labor in the weekday weather made
banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.

I’d wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.
When the rooms were warm, he’d call,
and slowly I would rise and dress,
fearing the chronic angers of that house,

Speaking indifferently to him,
who had driven out the cold
and polished my good shoes as well.
What did I know, what did I know
of love’s austere and lonely offices?
The world is deep,:
And deeper than even day may dream.

furlan
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Re: Nešto što te dotakne

Post by furlan » Mon Jul 23, 2018 10:15 pm

Majka

Priča mi prijatelj
Majka me pozdravila
I poručila
Ako mogu da dođem
Reče
Ograda oko kuće se srušila
Vrata na tremu se zatvorila
Nema ko da ih otvori
Ako imam vremena da svratim
Na dan-dva
Ili još kraće
Na pogled

Dusan Kovacevic

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