Stanislava Stanoeva
Photo: jonrawlinson
Black crows come flying
and form up by age.
Outside, the thin road
is silent and pale.
The noise is inside us
and it is so usual
that if snowflakes flit,
they’re only delusional.
Translation from Bulgarian: Svetlana Komogorova – Komata
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