Mehanika peluda – Selected poems from Martina Vidaić

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Mehanika peluda – Selected poems from Martina Vidaić

A WOMAN STOWAWAY
THE MAID WHO EARNED HER DEGREE IN THOMAS HOBBES
A MALE FASHION MODEL WITH A CANCER
A FEMALE VISITOR OF A SECOND-HAND SHOP
A HAIRDRESSER WHO DROWNED HERSELF
A HOMELESS BEFORE THE RESTAURANT WINDOW
A FEMALE MARATHON RUNNER
A WOMAN WHO FLIES FOR THE FIRST TIME
A WORKWOMAN OF WORN OUT KNEES
A BEGGAR RESEMBLING A BLACK CAT


Translated into English: Miroslav Kirin

 

A WOMAN STOWAWAY / SLIJEPA PUTNICA:

I could hardly wait for the border,
but now, when the train stopped
and let the blue uniforms of customs officers in, and the passengers
pulled their legs off as if to avoid the water,
I am being drowned in fear

A woman opposite me caresses, caresses,
calms down the rabbit in the sweater,
an Indian bent over the naked shirts
explains his own skin
Three lines ahead I see a girl
combing her hair with a kind of despair,
so smooth looks like a wig
Are we real?

Hairs are crackling, electricity is in the air

Our eyes staring into the caps of customs officers,
they take them away

Alone in the dark, I go into something else
Now all the courage needs to be gathered
and two horizontal lines be drawn in pencil,
then
open the eyes

AuthorMartina Vidaić
2019-06-14T21:07:11+00:00 May 30th, 2019|Categories: Literature, Poetry, Blesok no. 125|0 Comments