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the river will run in another direction the fishermen with their boats will come next and further on the drowning [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:37+00:00 November 9th, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 99|0 Comments
the river will run in another direction the fishermen with their boats will come next and further on the drowning [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:36+00:00 November 9th, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 99|0 Comments
In the cigarette smoke of dead soldiers in their metallic shouts take it all off as blades of rich reflections [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:36+00:00 November 9th, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 99|0 Comments
Upturning the turtle, little girl runs away For the first time, turtle sees sky Trans. by Raman Mundair
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:37+00:00 August 23rd, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 97|0 Comments
Translated from the Serbian by Ana BožičevićI returned to town to find them standing between the gallery and the café [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:38+00:00 August 23rd, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 97|0 Comments
If I speak for the dead, I must leave this animal of my body, I must write the same poem [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:38+00:00 June 21st, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 96|0 Comments
Translated by: Elizabeta BakovskaWhere am I drawn in layers of memories imprinted in the city dust washed by raindrops I [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:38+00:00 June 21st, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 96|0 Comments
Translated by the authorWe rarely say what hasn’t been said before It breaks my heart and tongue. Just as I [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:39+00:00 May 15th, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 95|0 Comments
Translated from German by Richard MartinTHE DAY FILTERING through cracks in the blind and every movement generates wavy lines, itineraries: [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:22:38+00:00 May 15th, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 95|0 Comments
Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta BakovskaIt’s taken from too close you probably hold the camera yourself. As always on photos [...]
admin 2023-06-07T21:19:50+00:00 March 2nd, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 94|0 Comments
pistachio cake disappears in a single bite. a blind singer changed his hair style. he shaved, he put on a [...]