To Milorad Pejić

I get out of bed –
the first step into a new day
and the body is flooded with sorrow
the very moment it touches the ground,
it shakes and whimpers like a plane
touching down on a sunny winter afternoon,
when kissed by its own shadow.

Translated from the Bosnian by Wayles Browne
© 2011 Wayles Browne

Cape of Good Hope (Tešanj, Bosnia and Herzegovina: Grafik-komerc Tešanj 2011)

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