Poetry – Vlada Urošević

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Poetry – Vlada Urošević

WHAT THE POET WANTED TO SAY WITH THIS POEM
ANOTHER CITY
THE SOUTHERN STAR
MARC CHAGALL
A YELLOW HOUSE IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIELD
THE DREAMERS’ SECRET
DECEITFUL LANDSCAPES
MONSTERS
FREEDOM
GOSSIP
BUTTERFLIES
AN AFTERNOON SWIM IN THE SEA
CHILDHOOD LEXICONS
LIBRARY II
ABLANATANALBA


ABLANATANALBA

In the regions of Eastern Mediterranean at times amulets
were found dating from the Gnostic period with a magic
palindrome inscribed on them:
Ablanatanalba.

I pronounce you O abla O natan O alba
letters inscribed upon silver stone or ivory
You are a red-hot horseshoe in the hands of a blacksmith
A dizzying spiral turning about an imaginary axis
A word-medicine that grows
at a spot
where a poisonous mushroom
was picked at midnight:
Ablanatanalba

A sign that means nothing and everything
O natan that reads the same from the left and from the right
A sulphurous hen brooding over golden eggs.
Black turtle’s eggs buried in the sand
A worthy protective word
even when
every other defence
is too weak:
Ablanatanalba

Knowledge accessible to everyone and to no one
Remember: sator arepo tenet opera rotas
A secret unravelled only by another secret
Sounds that cannot be tamed by any reason
A road sign word that leads
through the underground
where our hands
burrow in dreams only:
Ablanatanalba

A blunt knife with a missing handle
A last fire that shines at the edge of the desert
A child who has a spell for his own fear
A word which has nothing but promises all
A hoard-word that glitters
where
the night steals
all our stars:
Ablanatanalba

A voice from a night land which consciousness avoids daily
A face of a dead queen hidden behind a death mask
Presentiments of events that announce their coming from the horizon
A message from Hermes Trismegistus to Thoth and Abraxas
A blade-word that cuts
where
all other
words yield and crumble:
Ablanatanalba

I pronounce you O abla O natan O alba
There is nothing in you and there is everything
The whole world contained in a single caress
A fruit that smells of summer though the winter shrivelled everything up
A spinning word that
wants to give praise
to the unutterable:
Ablanatanalba
Ablanatanalba

 

Translated to English: Zoran Ančevski

AuthorVlada Urošević
2024-05-12T11:51:13+00:00 May 12th, 2024|Categories: Poetry, Literature, Blesok no. 153|Comments Off on Poetry – Vlada Urošević