July 1, 2011 » Izdišući bicikle / Breathing Out Bicycles
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33 minutes into the second half of 2011. I wrote this on the bus today, coming home from a client-friend’s place.
Izdišući bicikle
Kao knjiga koja se sama otvorila na pogrešnoj strani,
kao glumac koji je skačući sa litice završio na bini,
ja sam, ja sam, ja sam, ja sam…
pogrešna.
Izdišem bicikle u širom otvoreni svemir,
sve dok on ne eksplodira u pogrešnoj brzini.
Deca ružičastih lica iz mesta nečuvenih
probadaju mi srce, da nikad ne bi bili u blizini.
I zato izdišem bicikle.
Kao san prekinut u kontakt programu nacionalne frekvencije,
kao nuklearna livada na kojoj niko ne može da se sakrije,
ja sam, ja sam, ja sam, ja sam…
…guma za
June 29, 2011 » Ljubav je nenormalna / Love Is Abnormal
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One would say that June’s been my month of writer’s block, but solely when it comes to poetry. I’ve been pretty active on
June 28, 2011 » Do stay.
This little website never lived to the glory of my first domain, supersonicsquirrel.net and the second, squirrelism.net, despite having quality content, mostly poetry. Last week, it had a large amount of visitors, duet to that Amy Winehouse viral video sensation.
Was that nice? Partly, yes. And partly, no.
So, yes. This is simple: all of you who were here by accident during last week…do stay. I’ll be definitely visiting more concerts this year (I’m working hard for that since the amount of times I got free tickets in my life is astonishing: 2), I’ll be writing about some normal, regular, everyday
June 21, 2011 » My Amy Winehouse video was disabled on YouTube for strange reasons.
My video of Amy Winehouse performing Just Friends in Belgrade was disabled by YouTube for rather dubious reasons, after having reached nearly 850 000 views. Was it because of three completely harmless links, one to my
June 20, 2011 » Amy Winehouse and Moby in Belgrade
This is, more or less, a translation of a review written in Serbian on my other blog. I wrote them back to back, so I apologise for any mistakes and/or leftover non-translated text. I translated it within 15 minutes.
Wow. A concert review I have actually written on time. Truthfully speaking, I was doing my best to write it as soon as possible. The festival sponsored by Tuborg and organised by the people of Avalon production and EXIT that took place on Saturday, 18th June at the Kalemegdan castle in Belgrade, Serbia, 3 km from where I live and where
May 29, 2011 » Pupoljci iz Podzemnog sveta / Blossoms From The Underworld
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I wrote this in bed in the early morning hours on Friday. I am not sure what’s it about or where it belongs, I’m only sure that it is indeed happening in the Nowhereland. I’m also pretty sure where the initial inspiration came from – I saw the verb “ungrow” in a song and I was trying to figure out what it means. After a while, I had a thought about an old lady telling a story to children, about how all the trees’ branches carry leaves and blossoms in the spring and summer, while their roots do the
May 27, 2011 » Sreća / Happiness
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Sreća
Zdravo srećo, ugušiću te.
Nabiću ti glavu pod vodu,
jer te mrzim.
Nisi stvarna.
Što si došla?
Zbog čega li si ovde?
___________________
Happiness
Hello, happiness, I will suffocate you.
I dunk your head below water,
Because I hate you.
You’re not real.
Why did you come around?
What are you here for?
May 26, 2011 » To mesto odiše vukovima, rekoše. / This place breeathes out wolves, they said.
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This is a good idea, but I am not 100% sure if I executed it the way I wanted to. It’s probably offensive to half of the planet, in addition to all that, and for the first and probably only time in the Wrong Star series, dealing with multiple open wounds that have not healed properly yet.
It also features some exaggerated quotes from one of my standard characters in poetry, the female found in Yet Again, She’s Flying To The Moon, Some Nice Scribe (REALLY!!!) and a couple of others.
To mesto odiše vukovima, rekoše.
Sve se dešava dvaput.
Nije li to divno?
Nije
May 20, 2011 » Šta će biti dalje / What Happens Next
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This is a little story on:
- Things you might not have anymore and you’re not sure how much time you have…you’ve seen something else slip away from you and yesterday your worst nightmare occurred to someone else.
- Things that might never be yours, but if that’s of any concern at some point in time, something else will be yours. It will be good, but not now.
- Things that might never happen again, but nobody said that they would never happen again, and if they happen any other way, they’re awful by default because you said so.
….and everything else that
May 16, 2011 » I opet, ona leti na Mesec / Yet Again, She’s Flying To The Moon
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This was somewhat inspired by a rather plain children’s story that appeared in one of my Russian language exercise books sometime in 1993. There were two little boys, one of whom was called Vovka and they were, in their imagination, flying to the moon, as always. There was a girl named Lenka who was, as always, staying on Earth. It was pretty much ridiculous, albeit the appropriate reading material for 10-year-olds being introduced to a foreign language.
Fast forward to the mid-2000s and lacking some basic freedoms that every human has, wondering what it’s like to have those basic freedoms and
