কবিতার পাতা

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 …