Serenata - Miloš Crnjanski

Hear, the moon weeps, young and yellow.
Listen to me, darling, the last time.
I will die, so when you want me,
do not shout my name on the sunset.

In the Ashtray - Vasko Popa

A tiny sun

With yellow tobacco hair

Is burning out in the ashtray

On The News Of The Death Of Lady M.T. - Danilo Kiš

Oh very well done indeed, Death,

what an achievement,

to bring down such a fortress!

The Queen comes to our City - Nina Živančević

"Among the purple feathers

Constance cuts an arresting figure."

As simple as that. I repeat.

Circling Zero - Ana Ristovic

We are independent women.

We breathe asthmatically

while waiting for new love. We pop pills

of unfulfilled promises. We drown in murky dreams.

Twenty-four hours a day we painfully make love

to a migraine and forgive her

because she is female.

 

Total - Enes Halilović

The wall.

The wall unbuilt.

The wall built.

The wall added.

The wall ruined.

Mathematical Plane - Enes Halilović

From that side there is Nothing.
It intrigued me, Nothing pursued me,
that’s why I jumped over the Wall.

Sumatra - Miloš Crnjanski‎

Now we are carefree, light and tender.
We just think: how quiet are the snowy
peaks of the Urals.

The Star Wizard's Legacy - Vasko Popa

He left behind his words
Lovelier than the world
No one dares look at them

The Shrub - Vojislav Ilić‎

A thunder stricken shrub on a grey hill it rests,
Like a dark almighty giant. And grassy ribbon dense,
Twists around his shape. And playful mountain breeze
Sways the bright flowers and trees.

Te Deum Laudamus - St Nicetas of Remisiana

We praise thee, O God, we acknowledge thee to be the Lord.
All the earth doth worship thee, the Father everlasting.

In a search for a soul - Ana Zgonjanin

Your gardens are hidden beyond the eclipse,
There worlds lie behind the clouds,
Springs, summers in one and the same,
Kiss by coldness of a hell,
The autumns and winters that follow them,
The imperfections that you hide.

Far Within Us #1 - Vasko Popa

We raise our arms
The street climbs into the sky
We lower our eyes
The roofs go down into the earth

Little Zebras - Ana Ristovic

The more I read
the more books
resemble little zebras
their spines bend under the thumb
anticipating the riders
they won't buck off.

The sun setting - Miodrag Pavlovic

The sun setting
children shouting beneath the window
games in cold weather

A Conceited Mistake - Vasko Popa

Once upon a time there was a mistake
So silly so small
That no one would even have noticed it

Last News About The Little Box - Vasko Popa

The little box which contains the world
Fell in love with herself
And conceived
Still another little box

The Little Box - Vasko Popa

The little box gets her first teeth
And her little length
Little width little emptiness
And all the rest she has