Playfulness
Like a cat
I spin with
the long tail
of black and
white patterns.
I am purring
with the claws
around you
and I am hunting
your
playful eyes.
In the glassy
views
all the meaning
of human
existence
is hidden.
Time
When you are a
child
you have no
sense of time.
Through the
games you roll the grains
of the days
waiting
overnight to grow up.
When you are an
adult
on top of the
vertical, you have
a burdened
timeline.
Time is
leftovers
of measured
time.
A Lost Wheel
This is the time
of objects:
A row
of people
and
a row
of
PASSIONS
that are run
over by
the eye
of Despair.
From time to
time,
I want to lose
the purple
arrows
from
the clock.
I have lost
the object,
to find you
always
only
in
the subject.
MARINA MIJAKOVSKA
MARINA MIJAKOVSKA (1984) is a
Macedonian writer and researcher. She has PhD in Philology. Marina has been a
member of The Association of Writer's of Macedonia and Association of Writer's
of Croatia (Zadar). She has published thirteen books. Her poetry has been
included in various anthologies worldwide. She published this poetry books:
"Nomadic Soul", "Suitcases, "Psychoanalytic Alchemy Of
Passions", "Turquoise In Summer", "Bed Of Silence",
"Bony", "Oqueani i grave" and "New Year's Children
Poems". Also, short stories books as "Houses" and "Stories
from Pajko Maalo". Books with essays and critiques: "Genre
Polymer", "The Models Of Gender Identification" and
"Écrituré Féminine and the Novel: Annex to the Feminist Theory of the
Genre", as well. Mijakovska won several literary award. email:
mijakovskam@gmail.com
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