Miroslava Odalovic

Rookie - 43 Points (Montenegro)

Ј у т р о р а з о д ј е в а д р в е ћ е /The Morning Undresses The Trees - Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

У п а д у л и ш ћ а о д г у р н у т к о р ј е н с т о ј и
Ј е р н и ш т а н е ћ е д а љ е о д т л а
Н и о н а и с п о д р а з г р а н а т а
П о д з е м н а к р и л а з е м љ е
Г р ч е в и т и м ж и л и ц а м а ш т о д р ж е п р о т и ц а њ а
Д а с е н е р а с п у у г р у м е н у
Т а к о и д е и д е с в е

The morning undresses the trees
In the fall of leaves the root stands pushed away
And nothing will move farther than the soil
Not even those branched below
Underground wings of earth
Spasmodically keeping the currents
Not to dissolve within the grains
This is the way everything moves

©Miroslava Odalović


Comments about Ј у т р о р а з о д ј е в а д р в е ћ е /The Morning Undresses The Trees by Miroslava Odalovic

  • Freshman - 730 Points Giorgio Veneto (6/5/2014 12:20:00 AM)

    Thoughtful! I like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 9, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, October 14, 2011


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