Vucina's crest
Two poems from my first book of poetry “My Shoulders are bare without your Hands”, in Danish “Mine skuldre er nøgne uden dine hænder”, Attika 1990.
A LOAN
I borrowed your soul
but you'll get it back
tomorrow, at nine
when the fire in me
strangles your arms around my waist
TIME
Time,
as a painting
is watching over us
when we have forgotten
to love
Time
remembers us
when we were greedy, passionate
Time is crying with us in the dark
and laughs at our lies
Time has seen us completely naked
Time will sleep with us anyway
© 1990
Publisher Attika
ISBN 87-7528-174-0