From Above Poem by Jovica Tasevski Eternijan

The angel brandish
        with readings aflame
in the locks of the night
        spreading
        like a cloak

Ready to lie down
on the frail shoulder

A boundless verb
        with a crystal pin
the bruises in the cold bed
        that long ago covered
        the child

From above it takes them out
singed

To leave
the gates of the vault
behind its hard heels


(Translated into English by Marija Girevska)