The skin you see I stretch for kilometres In the dark hours Of my anxiety The hair you see I dye twice To hide the greyness Of my age The mouth you see Still learns every day To pronounce warily The desired and expected The head you see Well in this head There's the Battle of Waterloo The Normandy landings and The Battle of Kosovo. There are days I hardly survive One time I surely won't. Lilla Lilla, When I feel the heartstrings of life within myself, I write a poem about your former self. You were, I fear, Lilla, dear, My first time to a city, to the sphere, You were also my first despair, My first loss of face, My first jump over the fence, Lilla, dear, You were, I fear, To what I aspired, Fantasized and wanted, But I was timid. And, Lilla, My dear alter-ego, well-known, Again, make it known That I dare do Whatever fancy can conjure Only when I feel the heartstrings of life within myself, I imagine telling it all To your soul.
Bios: Sandrijela Kasagić (1973) teaches the Serbian language at the Grammar School in Banja Luka, Bosnia and Herzegovina. She has published several scholarly papers on syntax and stylistics, and writes short stories and poetry. The translation of her poetry was published in literary journals “Fevers of the Mind” and “Lothlorien”. She is currently working on her first collection of poetry to be published in 2022.
Petar Penda is a professor of English and American literature (University of Banja Luka, Bosnia and Herzegovina), literary critic, and translator. His translations have been published in renowned journals in the USA and the UK. His poetry and flash fiction have been published in “Fevers of the Mind”, “Lothlorien Poetry Journal”, “A Thin Slice of Anxiety”, “Trouvaille Review”, ” Amphora”, and other journals.