Miroslava Odalovic Poems

and nothing comes to mind
without the reason and shoes

we'll walk our heaven and hell
like dogs for the morn eve walk
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To whom the day to whom the night
bites off the piece of the sky
the bite of the blue is known
like a piece of bread to eyes
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Rđaju čelikom nebeske česme
Dubine teške osvajaju svijet
Leptir će krhko izaći iz pjesme
Da obznani pticom gvozdeni let
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the highest point of absurd
is when you pay your own illusions
with other people's life

vrhunca apsurda je
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Sometimes we create
the thing and person we fight

ponekad stvaramo
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I know nothing about this poem
never wrote a single letter of it
never could
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Family issue tribal
civilisationally scribal
the 'why' invented the scripts
not 'who' but 'why'
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sometimes in the hand of a passer by
i can recognize the peace of a madrigal
when he slowly raises it to wave
to what he cannot reach
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a scarlet harlequine sun
sways the bloods of the heart
the red the blue the purple
pumping the cells into smiles
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U karici krletci klepeće korak

po hridima hripa plućima dah
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