WOLF
poetry is just like my little dog
when she is happy she rears up on her hind legs
and she is howling with a hoarse voice to make me remember
that she used to be a wolf
I used to be a cave man
poetry has a growling stomach
but she never shows that she is famished
the most important thing for her is
to jump on the empty chair
and to be a part of the family around the dining table
Translated from Macedonian into English by Daniela Andonovska-Trajkovska
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Borche Panov (1961, Republic of North Macedonia) is an awarded poet translated into more than 40 languages. Works as a Counselor of Education in Radovish, and Arts Coordinator for the “International Karamanov’s Poetry Festival”. He has published 17 books of poetry and drama.
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