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Tamara Macareno

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Poem: E gg Aleš Šteger                                                                                              Image: https://www.flickr.com/photos/notahipster/4223622570 When you kill it at the edge of the pan, you don’t notice That the egg grows an eye in death. It is so small, it doesn’t satisfy Even the most modest morning appetite. But it already watches, already stares at your world. What are its horizons, whose glassy-eyed perspectives? Does it see time, which moves carelessly through space? Eyeballs, eyeballs, cracked shells, chaos or order? Big questions for such a little eye at such an early hour. And you – do you really want an answer? When you sit down, eye to eye, behind a table, You blind it soon enough with a crust of bread. https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/egg Biographical info: Born May 31, 1973 A Slovene   poet ,  writer ,  editor  and  literary critic Won Veronika Award  in  1998  for Kašmir Won Rožanc Award  in  2007  f

DAMIEN SMITH

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I wish to leave the world By its natural door; In my tomb of green leaves They are to carry me to die. Do not put me in the dark To die like a traitor; I am good, and like a good thing I will die with my face to the sun  Jose Marti This poem is about a man wanting to die peacefully in nature of simple natural causes with his face turned to the sun. He does not want to rot away in a dark coffin like a ¨traitor¨. The author is Jose Marti, he was born on January 28 1853. He was a Cuban poet and considered a National hero. The phrase "I wish to leave the world by its natural door" speaks to me a lot, there are a number of things you could say about it. I think its means he wants to die but of natural causes like in his sleep or something like that. Also when he says my tomb of green leaves I think he means nature so he wants to die in the wilderness. If I were to read this poem out loud I would use a calm tone of voice because hes talking about dieing peacefully.