The Cat Poem by Novica Tadić
The Cat
In the storage of all things
with a soft paw
she keeps pushing off the mask
which I hold on front of my face
she saw through my game
I'm not the least bit terrifying for her.
she's playing with the mask
playing with my game
Translated by Steven Teref and Maja Teref
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