Tanya Kolyovska
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Men, somehow,
Don’t call forth memories in me.
Diligent, obedient,
Devoted.
Counter clockwise.
That’s how
They implement the sentiment:
Befuddled fantasies and efforts.
I know sand —
The grains are not worth counting.
Translated from Bulgarian by Valentin Krustev
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