VESNA PRODANOVSKA-POPOSKA

 

Am I Righty Or Lefty?

 

Am I right or am I left?

Here I am, caught somewhere between weak and strong,

wondering if I’m right…

or just… wrong.

 

My left hand,

knows things I must say.

It opens jars,

wins at games like today’s claw machines,

and stirs soup like a sorcerer, my trusty magic maker.

 

My left holds my fork,

my phone, coffee and dignity,

while the pen?

It goes to the right hand,

because somewhere along the way,

someone decided the left was strange and defective,

so I had to switch,  as right was seen as more effective.

 

Left one for doodles,

Right one for crafting grammar.

Left for throwing,

right for quoting with precision and no drama.

And no,

being a lefty isn’t a joke.

It’s a quiet kind of battle,

Like a solo mission

in a right-handed world

where everything feels just slightly... off.

 

Our Funny, Always-Late Love

 

I texted asking where you are at eight-oh-two,

You saw it at almost half past two.

My phone has seen your best excuses,

Lost my keys, or missed the buss,

You are clumsy as ever, God why can’t I trust?

Yet here you are,

Sent a text but forgot to hit send,

Overslept, or you just met a friend.

 

You showed up late to Valentine’s,

But brought your smile and boxed wine.

I rolled my eyes and let you in,

Because I always lose, and somehow you win.

 

We’re mismatched clocks that still align,

Two blinking hearts that skip a bit at the same time.

Though texts arrive at oddest hours,

They enchant me like hidden powers.

Cheers to us, both never on time, but always true,

I hear you say, sorry I’m late, but late in love with you.

 

VESNA PRODANOVSKA-POPOSKA 

 

VESNA PRODANOVSKA-POPOSKA:  Is a writer from North Macedonia who usually prefers to express herself in her mother tongue, but finds excitement in exploring different languages, seeing words as part of her creative universe. This is Vesna’s first venture into comic and humorous poetry, and though she may come across as a beginner, her love for rhyming and wordplay shines through. Known for her darker, more reflective lyric poems, she now enjoys experimenting with lightheartedness, aiming to bring joy through clever rhymes and playful verse.