My Blue Bird
Translated by: Zoran AnčevskiYou will easily know my blue bird: it does not peck at bark or the fruits of [...]
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Translated by: Zoran AnčevskiYou will easily know my blue bird: it does not peck at bark or the fruits of [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:43+00:00 October 1st, 2001|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 22|0 Comments
to Mario Luzi The old old poet climbs onto the stage and the leopard's back tenses in the dark. I, [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:43+00:00 October 1st, 2001|Categories: Reviews, Sound, Blesok no. 22|0 Comments
"Man Must Take Care of His Spiritual Hygiene"#1 In the period of almost two decades so far, Zlatko Origjanski has [...]
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Translated by: Zoran AnčevskiA trickle from the heavenly river flows also through my soul, I still feel its freshness, but [...]
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Sacrifice of Isaac, 1635 Hermitage, St. Petersberg, Russia Archangel Leaving the Family of Tobias, 1637 Louvre, Paris [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:42+00:00 October 1st, 2001|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 22|0 Comments
He arrived sometime in the evening, when the first street lights came on in the city, and, with crutches under [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:44+00:00 October 1st, 2001|Categories: Reviews, Gallery, Blesok no. 22|0 Comments
Janaki and Milton Manaki’s PhotographyExhibition at Fotofakt* gallery Skopje 17.10 – 05.11.2001 Author of the Exhibition: Robert Jankuloski Design: Monika [...]
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to Julio Cortazar Darkness. Georgina: We lie calmly in this room, thousands of kilometers from Buenos Aires, we lie withdrawn [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:42+00:00 October 1st, 2001|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 22|0 Comments
(Alessandro Barico, Silk)The Silk At the end of the world, on the island enveloped in its own solitude, for thousands [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:42+00:00 October 1st, 2001|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 22|0 Comments
It says by the entrance of a nine-floor building, No.1 Šaban Zahirović Street in Tuzla. The majestic graffiti painted with [...]