Saša Važić PDF Print E-mail


full moon . . .
the visage of
one face
dreamt in a
forgotten dream


over and across
the bridge . . .
leading nowhere,
this mirrored shadow


backwards, the days
of my
youth multiply
a forest of shadows


myself not to forget
the place . . .
I refused to visit in
in a forgotten dream



looking at
this blurred screen
a monkey in
the fir tree over there
laughing, laughing . . .