U desno (ta ruka dopire dalje)

Otputovao sam u sutrasnjicu
da iz nje isisem tugu
pa se vratio nazad u snove
da se nasmijan probudim.

Svijet je otisao u lijevo
mracniji je od ponoci
ali slova sljaste sjajnije od Zeusovih munja
svijetle na nebu kao zrake zatamljenog sunca.

Treptaj nade
u rukama koje pisu
od brasnastih slova hljeb prave
da srece gladni imaju sta da jedu.

Jer kada nebo pocne ljubiti pakao
toranj ce da nikne iz tla
sa najviseg prozora siva ce kosa na tlo pasti
ne nadaj se, gore Zlatokose nema.

solakhov
The problem with tragedy is that it only shows the collapse and ignores all the slight teeterings of life. Classical tragedies, for the sake of unity, explained only little - just enough to understand the great destruction, born from a single action, ignorant to histories of suffering. Conscience made its way into Shakespeare but even then tragedy was on the heels of success, and the downfall always came, as if by a rule, when only the current reached a head.

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