we got our blues
Sarah
Her every word
Brings a whole world
To me
As she speaks
She fills the room
Already with the peaks
Of brave ideas in bloom
In the outside world
In bloom, I thought
Until she brought
Whole world
In a word
To me.
She has her keys
To my apartment
She has her chair
At my table
Only she knew
What I meant
By denouncing
My own label
She knows my pains,
She’s been there,
She paid a ticket to some.
To those where she didn’t come
Walking
She paid a ticket
In talking
For many hours, or miles
Talking and hearing well
While giving away her smell
Unique in bringing back smiles
To survivors of hell –
To me,
Thus, to her – I can tell.
“Friendship is in itself
The purest form of love”
Once she wrote
To me
This note
Daring
As much as sharing
And such person she is
To me
And all those who don’t see
Best things,
Strength of her wings
Or whom she doesn’t please
Such
Bringing out the best
Knowing way too much
Giving me some rest.
When I sense her smell
Hear her voice
Or step before the door bell
Although she’s got the keys!
I smile to myself
For living my best choice:
I feel I’m rather smart,
Having her have the keys
To my door and my hart.
To me.
Sarah, thank you, Sarah!
Photo by: Jelena Markovic, exhibited in Belgrade, on June 27th 2008
What can I say? Car Dušan and Sveti Sloba who joined us together… now got to make new visit cards: Sarah Franco, researcher, friend to Jelena Marković.
wel, i feel addressed to on visit cards issue, being called a friend and all that… ok, ok, i take my share of responsability. design? printing? name it
thanks for the support! an God bless Car Dusan and Sveti Sloba, who in fact should engage in visit card production befor any of us!