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Jadran Zalokar

I close my eyes -
now the storm is howling
louder in the mountain





Old stump
and shoes filled with the soil
beside young vines





Rain clouds.
Crows make nest eggs
by the road





A sudden burst
of forest smells.
My soul staggers





So tiny is
the forest
church belfry





South wind.
Greeting to the sea
in my hair





Rain clouds.
Crows make nests
by the road





So tiny is
the forest
beneath the church





In the chapel
a breeze calms down
the candles' flame





on the path of flowers
a snail's and a sea shell





Both getting and loosing
a bit, me - and the bloom
of a winter cherry





an old man and a tree -
watching southward





By the boat
anchored in the wind -
autumn leaves

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