Htjela sam se
okrenuti
da legnem na trbuh
ali u uhu mi se prosula zdjelica rie
pa iako sad vec posve mirno leim
trska se giba
I wanted
to roll over
to lie on my tummy
but a bowl of rice
scattered inside of my
ear
and although i am now
lying quited still
cane stalks are moving
kako dalje
ulazim u autobus na prva
vrata moja duga suknja ostaje iza mene
moje duge noge klupcaju se izmedu putnika
osjecam vanost
putovanja preko mosta ali i inace
trebalo bi dobro protresti
ceste, kolportere
autostopere
bicikliste, plavu pucinu
trebalo bi pjevuiti dok kuha
biti gol dok cita
trebalo bi pustiti da prode
da produ mnoge stvari
pustiti da ostane
neto pustiti i da ostane.
how to go
on
I board the bus through the front door
my long skirt
staying behind me my
long legs curling up
among passengers
I feel the importance
of traveling across
the bridge, but to other places as well
we should really shake well
roads, newsboys, hitchikers,
bicycles, the open blue sea,
we should sing when we cook
be naked when we read.
we should let it pass,
let many things pass
let it stay
let some things stay.
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