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September 24, 2009 by · No comments

Stanislava Stanoeva

Photo: karavelov

I stand and watch the stars
sending away their distant past

I live amongst physical laws
which no one has seen yet

I read fortunes on cut down boles
when and how will be born the Messiah

trees spring up so innocent
and then become crosses for the brave

the day’s spine is broken by many fatigues
under its crutches I build a nest for angels

death is a dwelling place for the living
our final form of silence

Translation from Bulgarian: Svetlana Komogorova – Komata

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