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Noć prije odlaska u šumu Kroz mrlje na prozorskim staklima gledaš u polja krivo presađenih kaktusa. Tvoja iskrenost je [...]
admin 2021-04-03T19:29:39+00:00 March 31st, 2021|Categories: original, Poetry, Blesok no. 136|0 Comments
Noć prije odlaska u šumu Kroz mrlje na prozorskim staklima gledaš u polja krivo presađenih kaktusa. Tvoja iskrenost je [...]
admin 2021-04-03T19:27:55+00:00 December 22nd, 2020|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 133 - 135|0 Comments
A Howl from the Supermarket of Dreams The desert is the ghetto where someone stole a plastic doll heart [...]
admin 2021-04-03T19:28:07+00:00 December 22nd, 2020|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 133 - 135|0 Comments
Aisha Kandisha[1] from Tanger to West Sahara stronger than kif spicier than majoun it's a beauty bearing horror hatching [...]
admin 2020-08-14T21:18:39+00:00 August 5th, 2020|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 130 - 132|0 Comments
It was not in vain that we awaited the barbarians, it was not in vain that we gathered in the [...]
admin 2020-08-14T21:16:00+00:00 August 5th, 2020|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 130 - 132|0 Comments
Immortal Elegy Grandpa visited us during Spring in his white suit, straw hat. We pounced on the hat the way [...]
admin 2019-12-27T11:44:09+00:00 December 18th, 2019|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 129|0 Comments
A CARPET OF GENES Life is expensive, like a Persian rug of several million knots trodden upon by whoever comes. [...]
admin 2019-10-21T10:14:54+00:00 October 1st, 2019|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 128|0 Comments
1 an abandoned toy next to the headstone autumn dusk детска играчка до надгробния камък есенен здрач детска играчка до [...]
admin 2019-08-06T12:38:41+00:00 July 31st, 2019|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 126 - 127|0 Comments
Growing Up my hands are getting lost in my running legs our quivering lips are the only traces of our [...]
admin 2019-06-14T21:07:11+00:00 May 30th, 2019|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 125|0 Comments
Translated into English: Miroslav Kirin A WOMAN STOWAWAY / SLIJEPA PUTNICA: I could hardly wait for the border, but now, [...]
admin 2019-04-16T10:45:39+00:00 March 30th, 2019|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 124|Tags: Zoran Ančevski|0 Comments
Translated from Macedonian: Zoran Ančevski Anabasis “A world to be born under your footsteps.” ‒ Saint-John Perse 1. The [...]