Blesok no. 52, January-February, 2007
Poetry


The Echo of Their Thoughts
Translated by: Dejan Marković

Zoran Bognar



The Echo of Their Thoughts


Silence again. No reply.
Everyone is listening for the sounds from within,
sounds resembling a lot the ancient darkness.
If I got it right
everyone expects my answer to be
an echo of their thoughts.
The sky which was clear so far,
(the way it is great heights),
turned into a futile thought,
into an orchard with continuous resurrections,
which is lit up by the very same sun
the old anxiety.




Perhaps in there


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      e
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      e
Perhaps in there
      i
      s

      n
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      g

       Unselfishness is the law of the spirit,
       While selfishness is the law of the body…
             S. Yessudian


You had the endurance to keep on watching while preying mantises
devoured each other,
huge islands sank into the abyss,
the mountains were consumed by clouds…
You had the endurance to observe while the period
of optimism changed into the period of darkness, joyless clowns
on the stage, the work that receives honours
even though it is has no substance…, but you have always been
afraid to look into your own
soul because perhaps there is nothing in there…


Vukovar - Beograd, 1989-1995




Guest
(Eulogium)


And there was birth.
And there was purpose.
And there was aim.
And there was dream.
And there was suffering.
And there was pain.
And there was unrealized journey.
And there was unfulfilled desire.
And there was creation.
And there was obstacle.
And there was irresolvable enigma.
And there was decadence.
And there was unbearable nihilism.
And there was unbearable cynicism.
And there was Man like any other
guest at the table of Genesis.
And there was chair.
And there was rope.
And there was gallows.
And there was the last spasm.
And there was eternity.
And there was wasteland.
And there was applause!


Vukovar - Beograd, 1991-1995




Philistine


       a
       l
       l
     Out of   beings
       h
       u
       m
       a
       n

it's only man
who drinks even when not thirsty.
eats even when not hungry,
and talks when he has nothing to say.

       a
       l
       l
     Out of   beings
       h
       u
       m
       a
       n

it's only man
who begs even when not poor
cries even when not miserable
and wins even when he is not the best…

I have found out that whatever
God has created lasts forever
With happiness in my heart I go towards death
because I know that God has disowned man.

       Dubrovnik - Beograd, 1984 -1995




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