A BLADE OF GRASS WOMAN: BY ANA DUDAŠ

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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 to walk in my shoes,

And so many leeches suck my blood.

Nobody, not even death.

 

When I saw my face

in the mirror of dawn,

Unlike me, a blade of grass,

They will never stand tall again

 

 

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