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ISSN 1409-6900 | UDK 82+7     Blesok no. 17 | volume III | October-November, 2000



                     Peer-reviewed journal
Blesok no. 17October-November, 2000

Selected poetry from some of the participants at the poetry festival “Vilenica 2000”

Translated by: John Irons

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Bart FM Droog

Twentieth Century Fox
Not the End
Petrol, Petrol
Johnny O, My Darling


Twentieth Century Fox

We lay there in the shell crater
in this tree-stripped land where the green
of vanished leaves in poison-gas pools implored
a way up into the heavens

you and I, I and you, driven by orders
we marched naked bodies, shoving
defenceless men into anti-tank ditches, laughing
when bullets bored into backs of necks

for we had each other, a while later
ten thousand feet above cloud-hidden town
you flew, I opened the bays, releasing
the bombs to the sounds of your song

once more back on the ground we warmed
each other
with beaming faces we raised our glasses
glittering eyes, you and I, I and you
the positions were covered.

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