When a Child Dies

A heart-wrenching poem by Duska.

For Nikola

When a child dies

it’s wrong to weep

every sob                                             

and tear

are far too loud

for the womb

it nestled in.

when a child dies

no star falls

but climbs higher

climbs forever

on its damned

starry way.

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Duska Vrhovac

Duska Vrhovac

Duška Vrhovac, poet, writer, journalist and translator from Banja Luka, ex-Yugoslavia, graduated from the Faculty of Philology, Belgrade University. She has published 20 books of poetry, which have been translated, in more than 20 languages. She is one of the most important contemporary poets from Serbia. She has received important awards for poetry and the gold medal for the ‘generosity, dedication, perseverance and creative contributions… made to spread the culture of the nationalities of the Republic of Serbia’.
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