The little box gets her first teeth 
And her little length 
Little width little emptiness 
And all the rest she has 

The little box continues growing 
The cupboard that she was inside 
Is now inside her 

And she grows bigger bigger bigger 
Now the room is inside her 
And the house and the city and the earth 
And the world she was in before 

The little box remembers her childhood 
And by a great longing 
She becomes a little box again 

Now in the little box 
You have the whole world in miniature 
You can easily put in a pocket 
Easily steal it lose it 

Take care of the little box

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Poet: Vasko Popa
Poem: The Little Box
Volume: Homage to the Lame Wolf
Year: Published/Written in 1987
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