Elizabeta Pavlovska
Literary Captain________________________________ Elizabeta Pavlovska born in 15 June , 1972 in Kumanovo, Macedonia., considered as one of the most original voices of modern Macedonian poetry, is a member of various welfare association at her native. She is as a gift of God those who is writing from the duration of her elementary school period. She participates in many competitions and literary readings, but talent doesn't take it seriously and she is giving preference to other priorities in her life. After years in 2016 she is continued on her first collection of poems in Macedonian language named ,,Love Trembles". She Participates in international competitions and her poems are a part of many common collections of anthologies worldwide. She is a member of the writers' association Culture Dreams Zagreb,Association of Writers Zenit, Montenegro and the Kumanovo club on the poets. She is also a representative of "Lets the Join with Poetry", in Macedonia too. Elizabeta is a multilingual poet, a translator, essayist and researcher in the areas of Macedonia and. Croat Literature. By profession , she is an economist , had graduated from the school of Goce Delchev Kumanovo, Macedonia. She is married and has two children. She loves nature and animals very much. Participates and supports the organization of humanitarian actions.
- FatherFatherElizabeta Pavlovska · 1 min read · 206 readsHe is always ready To sacrifice himself And to die for his children That is how my father is The hero of my childhoodDrama
- Lost LoveLost LoveElizabeta Pavlovska · 1 min read · 177 readsAnd your love is like a fog, In the spring, disappearing, losing itself...Others
- MotherMotherElizabeta Pavlovska · 1 min read · 195 readsNow that I don’t have you I would give this whole world To just once more To have your hand caress meOthers
- Love TangoLove TangoElizabeta Pavlovska · 1 min read · 239 readsDancing the tango of love in the deep of the nightRomance
- The Weeping Of The EnslavedThe Weeping Of The EnslavedElizabeta Pavlovska · 2 min read · 478 readsThey stole away my mother, And shackled her in iron manacles...Tragedy