by Jacqueline Filipova- Svekjarovska
I gave birth to my baby by caesarean section. I am lying in the room of the department of intensive care and count the drops that flows into my hand. I count minutes, too. Hands of the time shows the eternity to the moment when I could finally look to your eyes, dear son
In my dream
I cover you
like into quilt
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Born in Prilep, Macedonia, 1973. Graduated to the Philological Faculty of the University "St. Cyril and Methodius" in Skopje 1996. She works as a teacher of literature in high school. She is author of the poetry book "Endless mirror." The book was awarded with the gold medal in the competition for poetry "Karamanov" in 2010.
Last updated October 19, 2011