субота, 30. јануар 2010.

Boriboj Bukva Croatia


четвртак, 28. јануар 2010.

Carole Satyamurti


Woman Pursued by Dragon Flees into the Desert



She’d always loved the word
‘immaculate’, until they explained.
Even after Gabriel, it wasn’t clear
this was a permanent commitment.
Not just a virgin but The Virgin.

The hydra-headed dragon
came to her door at night.
She smelled corruption on its breath
and pitied it, its skin scored
with self-loathing,
its terrible amour with death.

She looked it in the eyes, saw
herself: a tinselled effigy;
her Eternal Life sentence
a juggernaut of pain and terror.
She ran out of the town,
into the clean silence of the desert.

How many desperate decades of the rosary
reeled backwards to her then;
countless pleas for intercession.
She saw she was to star
in a two-thousand year long tragedy,
a non-speaking part.

That timeless trap, the allure
of making all the difference …
And though the khamsin whispered
tears … miracles … make nothing happen,
she stopped running. Across the sand
the creature crawled to drag her into history.


Carole Satyamurti
published in Magma

недеља, 24. јануар 2010.

literature



literature

poetry

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Josip Osti: Tonight the Snow Smells of You

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Igor Isakovski: The Night Is Darkest Before the Dawn

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prose

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Rumena Bužarovska: Dinner Service for Guests

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Berislav Blagojević.: Four stories

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Slavica Gadžova: Stars

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essays

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Vesna M. Čepiševska, Duško Krstevski: The Word versus the Picture

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Nataša Sardžovski: Loneliness of the shape

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Zlatko Kramarić: Don't You FYROM Me

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Angelina B. Markovska / Vesna M. Čepiševska: Les belles lettres sans pardon

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gallery

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Nikola Martinoski

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Marijeta Sidovski

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Simonida Filipova Kitanovska

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sound

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Tom Waits http://www.blesok.com.mk/sound.asp?lang=eng&tekst=1198

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Austin L. Ray: Tom Waits: Glitter and Doom Live

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Ilina Jakimovska: Тom, We Are Waitsing...

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четвртак, 21. јануар 2010.

Joan Dobbie


I Am The Woman

I am the woman who
tore the bird
away from the cat

swaddled it lightly
in terry cloth

paced up and down
the street with it
not knowing what to do next

but then felt it move
shift in her hand
shuffle and flutter

I am the woman
who opened a bundle
and saw a bird rise


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петак, 15. јануар 2010.

Claudia Brefeld










Niёwelmoandaowend.
Riägen plästerd an’t Fenster -
Döhnekes an Uom

http://www.artgerecht-und-ungebunden.de/Haiku-Foyer/Haiku,%20Senryu-Claudia%20Brefeld.htm


Novemberabend.
Regen platscht an das Fenster -
Döhnekes am Ofen




среда, 6. јануар 2010.


Stars up in the sky-

next to me on the grassland

just a firefly




Solar eclipse-

a gaping crowd of people

all watching the sky