JOVICA IVANOVSKI: TEN POEMS

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JOVICA IVANOVSKI: TEN POEMS

A CARPET OF GENES
AS WHEN SOMEONE IN AUTUMN…
ESCAPE FROM…
THEY ARE OF ALL KINDS
WATER COVER
MEMORIES, AS IF NOT MINE
CROSSING ALSO NEEDS EXERCISE
IMPROVISATION
ADULTERER’S
I’D RATHER SHOOT


CROSSING ALSO
NEEDS EXERCISE

The sky is sticky
about the Cross on the Vodno.
A bird (with wings outstretched)
had just tried to fly over it,
but it suddenly disappeared – it
got stuck or, perhaps, bumped into it?
The power of the Cross is sheer magic.
It attracts all kinds of animal species
and a billion of hollow-heads.
The funniest are those who cross themselves
whenever they see it – either on top of
a church dome, or in a rear mirror, on someone’s neck...
Well, I’d present it to those (as to vampires)
and let them cross before it as long
          as the have hands,
as long as even their hands fall off them.
AuthorJovica Ivanovski
Translated byZoran Ančevski
2019-12-27T11:44:09+00:00 December 18th, 2019|Categories: Literature, Poetry, Blesok no. 129|0 Comments