In my lifetime I carved into stone these plants and stars without a night.
Who can trample my garden.
I even cut the birds into the starry stone. I died by the birds.
He who sleeps in his dream doesn't dream. I fell.
The ground fell on me. We fell onto each other reconciled.
Brother, I lend you my name; I no longer need it.
A word too harsh killed me.
Behind the poem
Branko Miljkovic wrote this poem in a letter to his friend and Croatian poet Zlatko Tomcic, but in his poetry books he had only published the last line of it under the name "Epitaph". After Branko's abrupt death, Zlatko decided that the entire poem should see the world and published it on his own.
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