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P R O L E Ć E
-Desa Dautovic
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Iz cvrkut ptica, opojni miris
proleća I sjaj jutra, udahnula
sam vazduh, videla usnule
staze kako se bude.toplinom,
a ja ponekad šaljem uzdah lepoti,
gledam travu okupanu rosom
I pronikle procvetale cvetove koji se kupaju u sjaju sunca…
Na svakoj grani napupio izdanak
proleća, koji upija svu rosu I sjaj
toplote, da se ogleda u poju
budjenja jutarnjih ptica…
Gledam razasutu lepotu
proleća, nanizane obronke I
goleti moje duše, što tišinom
krase moju samoću proleća…
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Introduction to the poet :-
I was born in Serbia, I live in Belgrade. I write prose, poetry, plays, aphorisms … I have published books by Mr. co-author Srcem I rukom, Pletenica nesanica, Zbornik 2020, many published works in Kultura, magazines, etc … I have been writing for a long time. My book is being prepared, which I will publish this year …
