uzajamnost mutuality
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ponekad te danima ne volim.
uđem u V i tamo se zakrabuljim.
budem sita i hrabra,
ti kažeš - zločesta.
onda pređem u O i tamo se koprcam
umjesto volim te, kažem ti vodi me.
i ti poslušaš.
ali ja ne slijedim.
dođem u O i ne mogu dalje.
vratim se u V i tamo otpočinem.
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sometimes I don't love you for days.
I enter L, disguise myself there.
become sated and brave
you say – mean.
move into O and wriggle in it.
instead I love you I say I let you
and you guide me
but I don't follow.
I'm stuck in O, cannot go on.
I return to L and rest in there.
(ne)otpornost (non)resistance
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anatomija ribe
poljubac
poslovni dogovor
u obraz
prekrižene ruke
uvijek se branim
očima
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fish anatomy
a kiss
business agreement
to the cheek
arms crossed
eyes
my only defense
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ako kažem da vino ima okus
na golicavi nož,
možeš li to prevesti
na jezik
sommeliera?
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if I say that wine tastes
after a ticklish knife
could you translate it
to the language
of sommeliers?
tlačne sile compressive forces
o požudi
jesen se razlistava
u mokro
u crveno
u žuto
sad, baš sad
hoću uroniti ruke u vlažnu zemlju
(ne znam kako reći vozaču da zaustavi autobus)
on lust
autumn puts forth its leaves
into wet
into red
into yellow
now, right now
I want to plunge my hands into the moist soil
(don't know how to ask the driver to stop the bus)
o strahu
od 496 stranica
Intimne povijesti čovječanstva
Theodora Zeldina
zapamtila sam samo jednu rečenicu
i redovito si je ponavljam -
90% strahova je neutemeljeno
90% strahova je neutemeljeno
90% strahova je …
on fear
from 496 pages of
Intimate History of Humanity
by Theodor Zeldin
I've memorized only one sentence
and I keep repeating it –
90% of fears is unfounded
90% of fears is unfounded
90% of fears …
elastičnost elasticity
bjelina
skijaši ponekad polude
od bjeline,
plivačima voda
napuni pluća.
nekad sam danima na nišanu
i znam da ću pasti.
pa ipak ne padam
prije nego me pogode.
ne bi bilo u redu,
prema snijegu
i prema vodi
whiteness
whiteness sometimes
makes the skiers go mad,
swimmers have
their lungs filled
with water.
I am aimed at -
for days sometimes
and I know I will fall,
but still, I don't do it
before I'm hit.
it wouldn't be right -
towards the snow,
towards the water.
bartolomejska noć
hommage à La Reine Margot
noćas vjerujem svojoj proročici
puštam je da me vodi,
da mi šapće
sretne brojeve
i čarobne sastojke,
da skakućemo po lopočima
i ljubimo žabe.
sve redom prinčevi,
kakve li magije!
da nad vatrom dočekamo noć
i zavijamo nošene vjetrom
ona me napušta na tren
…
zaista ne znam
otkud se stvorila
ta oštrica sjekire u mom čelu
the massacre of St. Bartholomew's day
tonight, I trust my prophetess
I let her guide me
and whisper all lucky numbers
and magical ingredients
we jump from one water lily to another
and kiss frogs,
every single one – a prince,
how enchanting!
we greet the night over the fire
and howl carried by the wind
she's gone for a moment
…
I don't really know
how this ax blade
ended in my forehead