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Thursday, 3 April 2014

The echo

I hear your screams
and I respond
My heart sings
with you in the choir

You died three years
before I was born
but still your echo
rings from the horn

I was a small ball
in a womb
but I heard how you teach
making a verse from a groan

               To Croatian poet Dobriša Cesarić

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