PHONE CALL

I received a call from Alicja.

A deadline for today.

To write two poems…

 

I want to tell Turkey

that eternity is a moment.

In it, a person is transformed.

From it comes everything that follows.

It holds within itself a taste of eternity.

Eternity is already unfolding—now. Nothing will change.

We shall not die.

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