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Jour : 3 février 2020

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THE PAIN BY ABDALLAH GASMI ( TUNISIA) : ( French and Greek) : The translation of the poem was done by Mr. Antoine Zalonis = Athens La douleur

La douleur   La douleur est délicieuse comme les étoiles bleues. La douleur est douce comme une pluie d’été La douleur est illuminée comme un nuage solitaire qui s’est estompé à l’aube La douleur est le destin  des bougies.. La légende des papillons et humidités La douleur est le  rêve de ce qui tombe de  […]

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A BLADE OF GRASS WOMAN: BY ANA DUDAŠ

Serbian poem   A BLADE OF GRASS WOMAN   ANA DUDAŠ     I am as fragile as a blade of grass, I bend under the weight of words. Lies pierce My body, And noone knocks On my earthly door Like a man Like a brother And look me in the eye.   Nobody wants […]

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FIVE LETTER NAME : VIDAK M. MASLOVARIĆ (SERBIA)

FIVE LETTER NAME   VIDAK M. MASLOVARIĆ   Someone asked me: Do you have anything written about the Danube? I replied: I keep it all in my heart. Every drop saved for the new, better times, for sizzling days, the distances, for the shipwrecked dream embroiled in a vine and in a flawed curse of […]

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GOLUB JAŠOVIĆ BY :GOLUB JAŠOVIĆ (SERBIA)

I PROMISED HER A POEM   GOLUB JAŠOVIĆ   She came Somehow from nowhere. Silently she knelt By my bedside   In an otherworldly voice A healing voice Lit up the home.   In such a voice Our mother Put us to sleep hungry Me and my brothers Inventing A better future.   She tried […]

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YOU COULD HAVE… : By IVANKA RADMANOVIĆ (SERBIA)

YOU COULD HAVE…   IVANKA RADMANOVIĆ   Among the blooming rosemary Soaked by the rain, Under bewildering domes of Black cypresses, With your face bleached by the storm And your hair in waterfalls, Barefoot you walk along the old path, Down the ancient stone stairs, Avoiding stepping on soaked Fig leaves, glued to the ground. […]

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