BLAGICA STANOESKA

 

The One And The Other

 

The river, 

when it rises, 

would tell the banks: 

I have become 

something else.

 

The river, 

when it dries up, 

would say

to the thirsty traveler: 

I am the same, 

only now I am gone.

 

A Plea

 

I have forgotten the golden pine, 

therefore, I no longer have 

sunshine in my heart.

 

In prayer I kneel 

before God, 

to be once again 

bathed in happiness.

BLAGICA STANOESKA

BLAGICA STANOESKA, retiree, 74 years old. She writes poetry and prose. Present in poetry and prose collections in North Macedonia, Croatia, Serbia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Bulgaria, Russia, India, Argentina, and the Philippines. Her first book of poetry, “Svetla milokrvnost” was published by Novi Bavilon Bitola, North Macedonia.