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  • The American Poetry Review

    FIVE POEMS

    Jul 01, 2019 2 minutes
    TOMAŽ ŠALAMUN

    Totems on Bank Roofs

    There is no difference between a murdererand a sip of wine. Delight is stoppingthe flow of blood. Let lifewilt on the hand. Let crystalsevaporate. Everyone finds his position,dead or alive. The poet is a craftsmanwho makes social balance possiblefor an intangible presence. Souls kneelin front ofan itching and yearning,but the calf is placed in warmsoapy water. Every animal hasits bunker. Only we are cathedralsin which memory doesn’t get lost.

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