Someone hides from someone else
Hides under his tongue
The other looks for him under the earth
He hides on his forehead
The other looks for him in the sky
He hides inside his forgetfulness
The other looks for him in the grass
Looks for him looks
There’s no place he doesn’t look
And looking he loses himself
(Vasko Popa)
More Poetry from Vasko Popa:
- The Prisoners Of The Little Box (Vasko Popa Poems)
- A Forgetful Number (Vasko Popa Poems)
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- Wedding (Vasko Popa Poems)
- The Tenants Of The Little Box (Vasko Popa Poems)
- In The Village Of My Ancestors (Vasko Popa Poems)