May 2012
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Gus Simonovic, "Equator"
sharingpoetry:
If words are the stars Poems are constellations. You need to know the figure To shape out meanings. And wherever you move every nightsky speaks a different language.
I crossed the line — and left my northern stars at that invisible border. They were confiscated by the equatorial customs office. But I smuggled my poems with me so I can still speak to you.
I...
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