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


A FEMALE MARATHON RUNNER: / MARATONKA

The hospital wall went off my shoulder,
the sheet fell off my heel
I left behind my legs, my womb and my thoughts,
Houses became lighter
Hanging on my breath as on child’s airplane, I was running
Crows notified us about the mines in the fields,
here the knife reached the neck of some granny,
here the fire reached the childhood in the album,
here everything reaches
I was running faster and faster
Only by the nose profile of the contestant
who had outrun me at the seventh kilometer
was it obvious I did not believe in any goal,
and the darkness began to rise from my soles
as if the water in the bottle hunted down a beetle
I ran toward the light at the end of my nostrils,
the marking line rose from the edge of the road,
sweet bloody asphalt settled in my mouth,
and the paper path on my back coiled
into the snail’s house Body, slimy,
helpless as a tongue, stammered:
pain

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