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DOWNHILL A pen sails down the pain alarming freedom by which the day’s schedule doesn’t rule nostalgia and a little bit of light harsh and infatuating passion for dead-end streets if I’m a field of love why do flowers laugh? FROM A MAGIC GRAIN He laid an iron bar on my hands Who? The evil God of Time I hit weak, crumbled concrete under my feet Below it is damp soil I’ll plant a fast-growing tree I’ll go to see a Sharp-Teeth Giant The iron bar is with me Broken teeth grow from the warm soil New people grow The Wind’s Queen scatters them to the world’s seven sides Again spring So many new stories SOMETHING In a swayed dingy Now close then far from the shore Tossed by trident waves Salty we swim Retreating Later on the shore Among slimy jelly-fish We curse the horned wind It’s coming near We keep thinking about it A stranger said that Luck is confined there In a damp bag Tied with a rotten rope. Bio: Jadranka Milenković is an acclaimed novelist and a poet, born in 1969 in Pula, Croatia, and now lives in Niš, Serbia. She has published three novels, a collection of poetry, and many short stories in literary journals. Her stories and poetry were published in several Balkan and Russian journals and were awarded prestigious regional prizes. Jadranka is the founder of the club "Too Strong a Word", which gathers young people interested in literature, philosophy and arts. Her work in the club encourages young people to read, appreciate and write poetry and fiction and have an interdisciplinary approach to literature by emphasising its connection with philosophy and arts in general. Wolfpack Contributor: Petar Penda 2 poems from Petar Penda : Betrayals & Looking Back
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