Nastasimir Franovic
Scritti da Nastasimir Franovic
- 100 Poesie
20 su 100
The Gentleman
Poesia
The Gentleman
I knew you, "Sir," back when you were "Comrade."
When we waited for Marko(…)
When we waited for Marko(…)
Ominous birds
Poesia
Ominous birds
A flock of ominous black birds,
pecks, and rummages on our ancient hearths. (…)
pecks, and rummages on our ancient hearths. (…)
Quietness
Poesia
Quietness
Silence as delayed telling.
Waiting for the right word.
Then you’ll say. (…)
Waiting for the right word.
Then you’ll say. (…)
The door of truth
Poesia
The door of truth
They are knocking on the door of truth.
Is that necessary?
The door of(…)
Is that necessary?
The door of(…)
Silver trail of the moon
Poesia
Silver trail of the moon
beginning of June
the night of the fine woven moon
traces of(…)
the night of the fine woven moon
traces of(…)
We seek attention
Poesia
We seek attention
We seek attention, even the accidental touch of someone's hand
A look we(…)
A look we(…)
Train at six fifteen
Poesia
Train at six fifteen
the bottle is empty like a well of wishes
without a single drop or a(…)
without a single drop or a(…)
The river flows
Poesia
The river flows
my river slowed down
went to the valleys
thinks and sifts through her(…)
went to the valleys
thinks and sifts through her(…)
Unborn baby girl
Poesia
Unborn baby girl
Give me a chance to say
I could be your baby girl
I could be
If they(…)
I could be your baby girl
I could be
If they(…)
Little red boots
Poesia
Little red boots
A black body bag
In that darkness
Night and a poor light that comes from(…)
In that darkness
Night and a poor light that comes from(…)