General
Behind me is the dolls army. They stand under my flag, in my ranks. Drumming. Ready for an attack, ready to defend memories. Who can do anything to me?
General-ka
Iza sebe imam vojsku lutaka. Stoje pod mojom zastavom, u mojim redovima. Bubnjaju. Spremni na napad, spremni braniti sjećanja. Tko mi šta može?
Spring
I flourish in this warm winter! It is so with all of us heralds of spring; my leaves dread the frost, but as long as it is not there, I unfurl my sunlit petals caressed by its rays.
Proljeće
Cvatem ove tople zime ! Tako je s nama vjesnicima proljeća; listovi mi strepe nad mrazom, al dok ga nema, rasprostirem svoje latice suncem ogledana.
Saramago
In the last few months, I have been intensively socializing with Jose Saramago. I bring his manuscripts to bed, have lunch with him, breakfast as well. Pictures he composes into sentences have the effect as if he is cutting my…
Saramago
Posljednjih mjeseci intenzivno se družim s Jose Saramagom. Nosim njegove rukopise u krevet, ručam s njime, doručkujem. Slike koje satavlja u rečenice kao medicinskim skalpelom izrezuju mi kožu, zarezuju žile i prodiru u crvena krvna zrnca, a i ona druga.…