Çok seni severam & other barely explainable poems

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Çok seni severam & other barely explainable poems

Çok seni severam
Širok Sokak
Man is not a Bird
The Murmur of Material
Predrag Samardžiski
Filter Jugoslavija
Hamletting
Simonides, King of Pentapolis
Notes on the text

On the red box of Filter Jugoslavija
Produced by the Prilep tobacco factory
The new letters
”Oriental”
Shine where “Yugoslavia”
Once used to be

And how can you now explain to brothers
Who hone hawthorn stakes
Driving them all the way from Potkoren
To Gevgelia into her dead soil

That you can no longer approach a kiosk
And ask for Yugoslavia and matches
And that nowhere
I mean nowhere
Can you sell
That ancient joke

So may they leave her ashes alone
Because Yugoslavia
Can no longer go
Anywhere
Can go nowhere
Not even up
In smoke

AuthorPredrag Lucić
2018-08-21T17:23:10+00:00 February 20th, 2007|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 52|0 Comments