Thursday, November 19, 2009

Three poems by Milan Dobričić

Milan Dobričić


Icarus too up
Orpheus too down
Summer too hot
winter too cold
Day too bright
Night too dark
Hill too huge
Sea too wet
Yours I can when you can't
mine I can't when I can


From sunrise to sunset
rain clear wind clouds rain wind hurricane
little then a lot of ice snow roar squeak whistle
sizzle tramp ripple
let’s not even mention the night


Linden scent
water tremble
sparrow jump
pigeon limp
boat train truck whistle
Contagious market chrism
Tram midnight

Translated from the Serbian by the author, originally published in Blessed Losers (Blagosloveni gubitnici)

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