Khalid Hussain (khalid_hussain) wrote,
Khalid Hussain

Next poem

OK, so the next time I had a break to read (while running off some photocopies, of course), I came to the next poem in the collection of Slovak poems:

The soul we call
what can't be seen from the body.

As if man carried in him the cave
where his far-off ancestors dwelt.

And the spirit is a spectre
which rises in this dark.

That's how we help ourselves.

The poet is Ján Buzássy.

Om Kreem Kalyai Namaha,



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