The Golden Age Poem by Zvonko Maković
The Golden Age
what is your habitat?
my habitat is an ashtray, a desk
a chair, a candlestick, books, boxes.
what is your habitat?
my habitat is a box.
what is your habitat?
my habitat is a box in which
all sorts of objects are placed.
what is your habitat?
my habitat is the first object
i touch and pronounce its name.
what is your habitat?
my habitat is the bed if i lie
on the bed knowing it is a bed.
what is your habitat?
my habitat is made of things that make me know:
measure, origin, function, material and name.
what is your habitat?
my habitat is a cube if the earth is
in the shape of a cube and a ball if the earth is a ball.
what is your habitat?
my habitat is the distance from the chair
i am sitting on to the chair on which i am going to sit
what is your habitat?
my habitat is a planet
that i can go all over saying i went all over
the planet called earth.
what is your habitat?
my habitat is an ashtray, a desk
a chair, a candlestick, books in a box
that is called the planet-box
what is your habitat?
my habitat is the number of objects
i know by name and by use.
Translation: Sibila Petlevski
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5/4/2024 5:53:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is a very wonderful and thought provoking poem shared here that talks about habitat. This planet is called Earth is out habitat. Number of objects we perceive here. Wisely penned poem is shared here.10