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


IMPROVISATION

The rock ’n’ roll stars
die. They all die.
Some women visit a hairdresser
with the same zest as some
     men go to a brothel.
Martinoski made a watercolour on
cardboard that would embrace
your wall, as a mother would nurse a baby.
Spring is a harlot. You refuse “coffee”
invitations, you say – I’m busy tomorrow.
You envy all those who fall in love
holding tight to the bars in a bus!
Public transport has always been a pimp.
You walk and notice – Macedonian girls,
from day to day, become more beautiful.
The watercolour is a part of the “Play” sequence.
Everyone’s mortal, even the movie stars.
Every day’s perfect for dying.
There’s one thing you know: you’ll never know
which German expressionist wrote the book
that Seymour read
during his holidays in Florida
at a day perfect for a
     banana-fish.
AuthorJovica Ivanovski
Translated byZoran Ančevski
2019-12-27T11:44:09+00:00 December 18th, 2019|Categories: Literature, Poetry, Blesok no. 129|0 Comments