The second poetry collection of the poet (1975).
This is one of the first books in Slovak literature to raise the question whether a woman / a mother always and automatically views motherhood as a role that evokes feelings of happiness and satisfaction. Together with the lyrical subject we are chaotically moving and stumbling through foreign places and through partnership and attachment to the child until we arrive in the country of our own soul. Looking around, we carefully set boundaries for others. For those close ones who at the same time remain strangers. Ferenčuhová emerges and re-emerges from her verses as a person who has not not decided to be someone else since she can still remain herself. The book oscillates between lyrical and narrative planes. This, together with her sensitivity to tiny yet meaningful details, is typical for the author, as is alternating a rational distance with a linguistic sentiment.