Journal - Asmir Kujović

I try to be busy
not to think of It.

I try to prattle about trifles
about girls, with red dyed hair
who challenge bulls
with a fascinating turn of a toreador,

and flies in a sad horse eye,
and a scent, preserved in a forgotten coat.

In peace pensioners die
as if I have lived too long since the war began,
as if I should have died long ago,
but something is being awaited,
in the kitchen, round the radio,
as by the hearth that has died out.

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Asmir Kujović (born 1973) Bosnia-Herzegovina
Translated by Almir Chomor
Source: Blesok Cultural Institution