Poetry from Maja Milojkovic

Younger middle aged white woman with long blonde hair, glasses, and a green top and floral scarf and necklace.
Maja Milojkovic

HOURGLASS
 
As if your wishes touch me on this winter night, 
and our bodies are not the limit, there is soul touch 
without physical touch. 
Winter melts from our smiles, 
joy is multiplied by sweet words. 
I imagine...an hourglass that measures the time in each 
grain of sand, but time does not stop, 
because our thoughts turn that clock over and over again. 
I want time to stop, for us.

Maja Milojković was born in 1975 in Zaječar, Serbia.
She is a person to whom from an early age, Leonardo da Vinci's statement "Painting is poetry that can be seen, and poetry is painting that can be heard" is circulating through the blood.
That's why she started to use feathers and a brush and began to reveal the world and herself to them.

As a poet, she is represented in numerous domestic and foreign literary newspapers, anthologies and electronic media, and some of her poems can be found on YouTube.
Many of her poems have been translated into English, Hungarian, Bengali and Bulgarian due to the need of foreign readers.
She is the recipient of many international awards.
"Trees of Desire" is her second collection of poems in preparation, which is preceded by the book of poems "Moon Circle". 

She is a member of the International Society of Writers and Artists "Mountain Views" in Montenegro, and she also is a member of the Poetry club "Area Felix" in Serbia.


One thought on “Poetry from Maja Milojkovic

  1. Wow!
    Wonderful poem.
    A nice writing about the life.
    Congratulations.
    Urime.

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