After Tin Ujević’s Fisharmonika No notebooks map my soul. Accordion Strains and fingering capture the terrain. In country lanes membranous bats drop Like cataracts. All dream? Does dreaming stop? Earth sprouts a wig. That moon’s […]
All who stroll by the popular seaside promenade known as Šetnica, located not far from Trpnj on the peninsula Peljesac in Croatia, have the opportunity to be reminded of all the misfortunes and tragedy of […]
It’s getting dark. And in the west somebody’s foot has tipped over a wine jug, pouring it all over the horizon. The new moon looks like the horns of the helmet in which Moses appears […]
A man who has never known suffering cannot be self-reliant, nor can he recognize his own value. —Joseph de Maistre We who passed through the siege of Sarajevo shall, of course, gain nothing. An experience […]
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