Categories: POETRY

LAYER – Poetry, by Štefan Strážay

LAYER

Love each time whitens the soul like a room. Overlaps the previous one on the other, sull’azzurrino away with tiny flowers, come the field poppies, then the light yellow with roses. And somewhere in a corner all peels off. Petals as you browse the layers of paint, and if I tried to scratch with a fingernail, would shine in the rough, sandy base of mortar. But do not you kneel. It does not touch.

(Štefan Strážay)

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