Mother / Him

Tatjana Debeljacki

Tatjana Debeljacki writes poems, short stories, stories, and haiku. She is a member of the Association of Writers of Serbia, UKS, since 2004. She is in the Haiku Society of Serbia; is the deputy editor of ‘Diogen’, and editor of the magazine, ‘Poeta’.

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Mother

In this poignant and soulful for mother, Tatjana speaks of evil that comes and goes and  that silences.

If your was dying slowly,
In this mine was fast.
It is the same:
I can see the day, I can see the great day,
I can see the glorious day,
My mother.
If something is tearing my apart,
though I put a lot of optimism into it,
believe me, mother.
You are special.
In your eye is my ,
Just because of you
I am persistent and positive.
Evil comes and goes.
We have met again and we chased,
And in circle again.
Sadness makes silent.
Don’t I have a right to love aloud?
I will write a long poem.

©Tatjana Debeljački

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Him

In this prose poem from Tatjana sees more than the eyes.

Profile. Face in the , straight lines of forehead and nose,

Plump lips, on the neck behind the left ear.

No, it is not a scar. It is a shadow of the ear.

Can’t see the eyes, but hear voice distinctly. It’s him.

©Tatjana Debeljački

Illustration by: Dragoljub Djuričić

English translation: Danijela Milosavljević

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