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carica-ficus · 1 year
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"Svi vi koji nosite ta srca uvijek rasuta, uvijek u padu, uvijek za sve, koji puštate da dan bude novi pokušaj ljubavi A svijet boli, uvijek boli toliko da ponekad trčimo dalje od sebe samo da ne osjetimo Znam da trčite što dalje da isplačete svu tu ljepljivu tugu"
- Monika Herceg, Ubij se, tata
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rokenrol · 1 year
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Lakše bi bilo ne voljeti te i izgovarati u ljetno nebo
jednostavnu brigu o popodnevnom ručku i nečemu
što bih trebala već sutra odlučiti: možda je vrijeme
za novu perilicu i taj kauč u dnevnoj sobi
toliko nalikuje mojoj samoći
da bi svakako trebalo već sutra
pozvati nekoga da ga iznese
Lakše bi bilo ne voljeti te i probuditi se
s prvim mislima u riječima koje ću usmjeriti prema ubrzanoj cesti,
ubrzanim koracima, ubrzanim tjednima
i započeti dan kao što ga već bilo tko započinje,
ne misleći kako tvoje lice savršeno pristaje
u svaku udubinu mene
i koliko je i odsutnost tebe
tvoja stalna prisutnost
Lakše bi bilo ne voljeti te
i govoriti kako sve napisano ne može imati
veze s tvojim čvrstim rukama koje mogu prenijeti
nekoliko života preko preglasne vode
i ne znati da na tvojim leđima leži cijeli planet;
vidim ga kad god pogneš glavu, uvijek točno iza tvog vrata
Lakše bi bilo ne voljeti te
i otići kako se uvijek odlazi
bez pogleda iza
i bez tog tihog ježa usred grla
Lakše bi bilo ne pamtiti
kako se tijelo ukopa u tijelo
kako se jezik ukopa u jezik
Lakše bi bilo ne voljeti te i reći
sve je to moglo i nije moralo
i to kako me voliš
ipak je nalik svakoj ljubavi,
ipak nimalo nalik bilo kojoj drugoj ljubavi
To kako me vidiš način je
na koji sam i sama počela rasti
Uspinjem se tvojim pogledom
zaboravljajući sve što je na meni
neravno i nerazumljivo
I što sada učiniti s tim
S previše tvoje istine
S previše moje istine
Sa svim tragovima nježnosti
Što učiniti s činjenicom da je
otkako te volim
i mene lakše voljeti
Monika Herceg
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mmnemosyna · 2 years
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Teorem o pticama
Ptice znaju kako smanjiti opseg hladnoće i što se od njihove čvrstoće očekuje Vremenu daju prednost nad svim drugim odgovorima U pticama stanuju najtiši ljudi, jesen im se taloži u perje u namjeri da starost omekša Izvana nas pritišće industrija jezika koji ne vjeruje u širinu ni razum, tvrdi jezik udara nas u glavu i očekuje da nećemo uzvratiti kao što ni ptice nikad ne izgovore utišane svakodnevice Budiš se iz sebe i tražiš od ljubavi da ne žuri Ako je korov već do glave, doći će razumniji ratari
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redladydeath · 7 months
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Six actors who's names share a common root
Hannah (12) Jana Larell Glover, Anna Uzele, Hana Stewart, Annamaria Baranyai, Anita Gado, Hannah Lowther, Annabel Marlow, Anna Peller, Gerianne Perez, Analise Rios, Hannah Taylor, Anna Terpiłowska
Elizabeth (9) Ellie Jane Grant, Izi Maxwell, Ella Burns, Bella Coppola, Izabela Pawletko, Analise Rios, Leesa Tulley, Elizabeth Walker, Ellie Wyman
Laurence (8) Laura Dawn Pyatt, Lauren Byrne, Lauren Irving, Lauren Mariasoosay, Laura Blair, Lauren Drew, Loren Hunter, Lori McLare
Margaret (7) Małgorzata Chrusciel, Meghan Corbett, Meghan Dawson, Meg Dixon-Brasil, Megan Gilbert, Maggie Lacasse, Megan Leung
Christos (7) Kirsty "Zara" MacIntosh, Keirsten Nicole Hodgens, Cristina D'Agostino, Kristina Leopold, Christina Modestou, Kristina Walz, Krisztina Magyar
Helen (6) Ellie Jane Grant, Elena Breschi, Ella Burns, Elena Gyasi, Aline Mayagoitia, Ellie Wyman
John (6) Jana Larell Glover, Gianna Grosso, Jaina Brock-Patel, Janique Charles, Janice Rijssel, Lori-Jane McLare
Nicholas (6) Nicole Louise Lewis, Nikki Bentley, Nikolett Gallusz, Collette Guitart, Nicole Kyoung-Mi Lambert, Nicole Lamb
Alexander (5) Alexia McIntosh, Sasha Renae Brown, Alexandra "Zan" Berube, Aleksandra Gotowicka, Ji-sun "Lexie" Kim
Gabriella (5) Gabbi Mack, Gabrielle Davina Smith, Gabriela Francesca Carillo, Gabriella Stylianou-Burns, Gabriella Boumford
Jasmine (5) Jasmine Shen, Jasmine Smith, Jasmine Forsberg, Jasmine Hackett, Jaz Robinson
Julius (5) Juli Horanyi, Giulia Marolda, Julia McLellan, Julia Pulo, Jillian Worthing
Adal (4) Alicia Corrales-Connor, Alyssa Giannetti, Alize Ke'Aloha Cruz, Aline Mayagoitia
Amy (4) Amy Bridges, Aimie Atkinson, Amy Di Bartolomeo, Kara-Ami McCreanor
Courtney (4) Courtney Monsma, Courtney Stapleton, Courtney Bowman, Courtney Mack
Emil (4) Amelia Walker, Emily Rose Lyons, Emily Harrigan, Emilia "Millie" O'Connell
Katherine (4) Caitlyn De Kuyper, Kathryn Kilger, Caitlin Tipping, Kate Zulauf
Kayla (4) Kala Gare, Khaila Wilcoxon, Kaylah Attard, Kayla McSorley
Monica (4) Monika Nika Veres, Monique Ashe-Palmer, Janique Charles, Mónika Horváth
Sophia (4) Sophie Golden, Sophie-Rose Middleton, Fia Houston-Hamilton, Sophie Isaacs
Abigail (3) Abigail Sparrow, Abbi Hodgson, Abby Mueller
Aenor (3) Ellie Jane Grant, Ella Burns, Ellie Wyman
Danielle (3) Danielle Steers, Danielle Mendoza, Danielle Rose
Eireann (3) Aryn Bohannon, Erin Palmer Ramirez, Erin Caldwell
Hayley (3) Haley Izurieta, Hailee Kaleem Wright, Hailey Lewis
Laura (3) Laura Dawn Pyatt, Laura Blair, Lori McLare
Lucius (3) Lucy Aiston, Lucia Valentino, Lucinda Wilson
Natalie (3) Natalie Pilkington, Natalie Paris, Natalia Kujawa
Oliver (3) Olivia "Liv" Alexander, Olivia Donalson, Oliver Wickham
Rhiannon (3) Rhiannon Bacchus, Rhiannon Doyle, Rhianne-Louise McCaulsky
Sarah (3) Kala Gare, Sadie Hurst, Sarah McFarlane
Theodore (3) Terica Marie, Didi Romero, Dóra Csonka
Agnes (2) Inez Budd, Agnieszka Rose
Aisha (2) Aiesha Naomi Pease, Aisha Kardffy
Alan (2) Lana Zoe Jensen, Alana M. Robinson
Amanda (2) Amanda Lee, Amanda Lindgren
Ashley (2) Ashlee Waldbauer, Ashleigh Weir
Brian (2) Brianna Brito Mooney, Brianna Javis
Cassandra (2) Cassandra Lee, Cassie Silva
Cathassach (2) Casey Esbin, Casey Al-Shaqsy
Ceallach (2) Kelly Sweeney, Kelly Denice Taylor
Cennetig (2) Kennedy Carstens, Kenedy Small
Charles (2) Carly Mercedes Dyer, Caroline Siegrist
Chelsea (2) Chelsea Lorraine Wargo, Chelsea Dawson
Chloe (2) Chloe Zuel, Chloe Hart
Eloise (2) Eloise "Ellie" Sharpe, Eloise Lord
Eric (2) Terica Marie, Erika Herceg
Grace (2) Grace Mouat, Grace Melville
Hadrian (2) Adrianna Glover, Adrianna Hicks
Henry (2) Harriet Watson, Harriet Caplan-Dean
Holly (2) Holli' Conway, Holly Musgrave
Jennifer (2) Jennifer Caldwell, Ji-woo "Jennifer" Kim
Jessica (2) Jessica Niles, Jessica "Jessie" Bodner
Ludwig (2) Lou Henry, Rhianne-Louise McCaulsky
Maia (2) Maiya Quansah-Breed, Maya Christian
Martha (2) Marta Burdynowicz, Marta Skrzypczynska
Mary (2) Annamaria Baranyai, Marilyn Caserta
Matilda (2) Maddison Bulleyment, Maddison Firth
Melissa (2) Melinda Porto, Melissa J. Ford
Rachel (2) Rachel Rawlinson, Rachel "Rae" Davenport
Renatus (2) Renee Lamb, Brene "Bre" Jackson
Shannon (2) Shannen Alyce Quan, Su-jeong "Shannon" Pae
Sidney (2) Cydney Clark, Sydney Parra
Taylor (2) Taylor Iman Jones, Taylor Pearlstein
Victor (2) Victoria "Vicki" Manser, Viki Singh
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if someone wanted to understand why I go so apeshit crazy over croatian artists I'm BEGGING YOU. read Dobriša Cesarić if you're feeling that sarcastic poetry. Ivana Brlić Mažuranić if you want folk-fairytales. slavenka drakulić if you love essays and nonfiction. Ivan kušan if you love children's literature that EMBODY the ex-yu feeling of childhood. Danijel Dragojević and Monika Herceg as that newer, fresher take on croatian poetry. even silente if you're up for some modern, newer-ish music. not to mention the other NUMEROUS talented songwriters and singers. Meštrović's sculptures, Oton Iveković and Slava Raškaj as painters. actors like Rade Šerbedžija and Mira Furlan. croatian artists have so much to give. don't ignore them.
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elastigirl72 · 5 years
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Day 20: Herceg Novi>south of Shkoder, Albania
Mountains or coast?
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Sometimes and without planning, things just seem to fall into line. I reconnected with my younger brother, Alex, 19 months younger than I, and #4 of 4 siblings born within 5 years to two crazy, outlandish parents. That reconnection in itself is a long story and I won’t go into now. But i regularly work in Norway and by chance, in Alex’s home town where he lives with his wife, Monika and two girls, Emma and Susi. Life and families are complicated but, stars aligned and 25 years or more have passed, and the next time I’m there. I’ll stay and be Auntie Michelle to nieces I love.
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Also by chance, the last time I visited, I mentioned to Alex about my planned trip, and where I was heading. He looked at the route and said “I have a friend who has an apartment there. Let me call him”. So he did. It just so happened that Per was happy for me to stop by if it worked in with my plans, even if he wasn’t there. As if by magic, I came through, and it coincided with a rest day. I was met by Lidija, who having checked with me a few days earlier, met me with freshly caught fish, and a potato salad, a bottle of wine of choice (red or white. Or both!), bananas, strawberries picked from her friend’s garden that morning, and a barrel full of conversation. After 3 cups of tea, she left me to indulge in the shower, with shampoo, hair conditioner, body cream, moisturiser, radiators, chocolates a washing machine and a view if it became visible across the whole of Herceg Novi. I have never met Per, and only just met Lidija, who I believed lived in the same road, but in fact had caught a taxi from a nearby village, just to make me feel welcome. I am now so fed and rested, if I don’t do a big week, I’ll go home heavier than when I set off!
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This was the shelter in a storm, quite literally. And couldn’t have happened at a better time, at any point during the 3.5 week expedition. How do you show gratitude for such generosity? If I wasn’t already in heaven, to top it off, Lidija returned the next day with home made lunch, and took me on a walking tour of her home town. An amazing woman who is a Tony Robins coach. I am apparently a sun person, and she a moon. I need 20 minutes of sun a day and she needs to sleep. She knew everyone in the town as we walked around. I fell in love with Herceg very quickly.
As the storm passed over during the early hours of the day, I noticed a figure on a rock outcrop, and was sure the silhouetted figure was fishing. Walking along the promenade, I learnt the figure was a statue of a haunting and beautiful woman, a memorial to a lady who was betrothed to a sailor, who went to sea and never returned. For the rest of her days, the lady returned to wait for her love to sail back to shore, and did so until she died. Truly moving and befitting of such a small sanctuary in deepest Europe where most people won’t visit or have heard of.
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Every trip I’ve done, I’ve come across incredible, memorable people who have stayed with me since. Mario (Italy 2015), Jonathan and Pete (Canada 2016 and 2018). Sadly, from my first ever trip, in 1991, I met equally kind people who are written in a diary, but long since past. It’s these moments that erase the challenge days and sow a seed deep inside. I hope that I can in turn be so generous and kind.
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6th May is a big day, and start to the biggest week, both mileage and climbing but also uncharted waters. I’m a little anxious but at least slightly recovered...if something is going to go wrong, it will be in this next week. So near, yet so far...mountains or coast? Start days early and ride as far as possible?
6 May: Shkoder 1430
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After the mountains lit up in a fury of lightening bolts and torrential rain, I felt confident that setting my alarm for 5am was a good decision. Early miles were the plan, and at 7am, although there were still torrents running across the roads, the bay was calm, and I was on my way.
One day’s full rest was telling from the first rotation. I felt great! I was prepared for the intermittent downpours with my new bin bag and trusted shower caps, and knew, come hell or high water, I was crossing into what in my head felt like another continent today but was in fact, just another country, and my 10th on the list: Albania.
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You can get to Albania by bike several ways from Montenegro: outright ferry, around a huge bay and up Kotor or a €1 ferry crossing, which takes 10 minutes and provides a panoramic view of the black mountains. I opted for the latter, and sailed my way through towns and up climbs, barely noticing the gentle early headwind, almost a pre-requisite to a ride now. The traffic was less, although I did see an elderly pedestrian spontaneously leap in front of a speeding knackered old VW Mark I Golf...how he wasn’t killed! If it wasn’t suicidal pedestrians, it was motorists pulling out of side roads or shop fronts, almost teasingly to see what a cyclist with right of way might actually do: stop or ride straight into the now stationery vehicle blocking the carriageway because in fact they can’t pull out on to the opposite carriageway anyway. I counted at least 20 stray dogs between Herceg and the border, and now have come to expect them at every turn in the road. I will need to plan my defence strategy as I believe at some point, a dog and I are going to get better acquainted, probably as I find my steepest climb, am tired and can’t escape 😃. I am considering tying a stick to my bike and working out my war cry as I write.
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Maybe it’s because I am recharged or maybe it is because even with impending doom looking down on me from the heavens, the green clad mountains that now surrounded me made for yes I know I’ve said it before, an epic day’s cycling. The bin bag and shower cap yo-yo’d in and out of my bag, gaining me much attention in the rural Montenegro countryside as I rode through as the joker on wheels. Here, the people, buildings and cars all changed, decrepit, off the beaten track, and oblivious to style, just functional living: the need for a car, a roof and clothing rang through and any signs of wealth disappeared as I approached the Albanian border. Soaked, I noted that I’d never seen such dark and threatening sky over any mountains. I wondered if the swallows that darted around the road indicated anything, but it was memorable and beautiful.
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I’d already fallen in love with the day before I reached Albania, and despite twanging my bad knee before the climb between countries, was prepared to ride on as long as I felt as I did. 😀
And suddenly, surprisingly, Albania! (And another passport stamp 🎊)
Where the tarmac is smooth, the ageing locals ride bikes, the area feels untouched by time or tourism, and the surrounding countryside is jaw-droppingly Jurassic. In 10km I rode past two mosques, minute and not what I expected. Every last morsel of flesh was covered so being a heavily Muslim country, I felt I was being respectful. Motorists gave way, and many people, young and old, even waved, or honked positively. I even got a “go, go, go” from one driver! I wanted to stop and take so many photos, but the ever threatening sky bore down on me and reminded me to keep pedalling.
I barely noticed the city of Shkoder; I was through it so quickly. The driving here made me laugh, as it was chaotic. My lasting memory will be of a very large old lady in her local dress, headscarf and woollen tights, pinned with her bottom just on the edge of the scooter seat, driven by her husband, bouncing off down the road in front of me. I wish I’d got a photo of that, or the old guys on scooters, smartly dressed, but weathered and worn.
Not long after leaving the city limits, I saw lightening ahead and a distant rumble of thunder. It was only 16 miles till my planned stop, and another 56 to Tirana, my stretch goal. I was feeling great. But checking these details and considering my options, I’d stopped right outside a brand new looking spa hotel. I went inside, enquired, and found the room, full spa access, and breakfast would cost €35. I repeat €35! And the possibility of booking a massage. Even with this information, I had to sit down, digest and consider my options: the weather radar, my knee, how good I was feeling...
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The weather is looking better from tomorrow, so why push on? I am lying down in my €35 room, snuggled in a huge dressing gown having had a luxury shower and awaiting my massage. I am hoping very much my knee twang isn’t terminal but it doesn’t feel good. But if my journey ends here, I am truly happy. I love Albania, even if I’ve not spent a night here yet. I couldn’t feel more welcome. I hope you can make it too someday...till tomorrow...and decision time; mountains or coast? 🤔
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50poemsforsnow · 7 years
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50 POEMS FOR SNOW / ZAGREB
Livada iznad Ljetnog kina Tuškanac, dan prvog obilnijeg snijega, 21 sat.
Čitaju: Monika Herceg, Goran Milaković i Mateja Tutiš.
Šesto izdanje festivala 50 Poems for Snow posvećeno je Pablu Nerudi.
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50 POEMS FOR SNOW / ZAGREB (CROATIA)
Meadow above the Tuskanac Summer Movie Theatre, first day of snowfall, 9 pm.
Poems will be read by: Monika Herceg, Goran Milaković and Mateja Tutiš.
Sixth edition of 50 Poems for Snow is dedicaed to Pablo Neruda.
More on 50 Poems for Snow may be found here.
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50 POEMS FOR SNOW is a no-budget international poetry festival taking place once a year on the first night after (serious) snowfall. It is organized in the dark and outdoors and all the work done by organizers and poets for the Festival is strictly voluntary.
Three poets perform three poems of their own adding one more by a classical author to whom the festival is dedicated that year. This winters festival is dedicated to Pablo Neruda.  
50 POEMS FOR SNOW Festival was founded in Zagreb in 2012 and since then and so far has taken place in 15 cities (Belgrade, Colomiers, Helsinki, Koprivnica, Maribor, Novi Sad, Osijek, Prishtina, Prizren, Sisak, Sofia, Toulouse, Vienna, Yerevan and Zagreb) and 9 countries (Austria, Armenia, Croatia, Bulgaria, Finland, France, Kosovo, Serbia and Slovenia).
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Poster design: Rafaela Dražić
Verse in Spanish: “We have changed a thousand times”
Pablo Neruda
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revuetraversees · 5 years
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Monika HERCEG – Ciel sous tension – Traduit du croate par Martina Kramer, L'Ollave, juillet 2019, 82 pages, 15€
Monika HERCEG – Ciel sous tension – Traduit du croate par Martina Kramer, L’Ollave, juillet 2019, 82 pages, 15€
Une chronique de Marc Wetzel
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  Monika HERCEG – Ciel sous tension – Traduit du croate par Martina Kramer, L’Ollave, juillet 2019, 82 pages, 15€
   Au moment même où naît (1990) Monika Herceg, la terrible guerre d’indépendance croate se déclenche. Ses six premières années se dérouleront donc dans la fuite (en famille), la peur, l’incertitude et les plus extrêmes violences. Sa poésie ne…
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carica-ficus · 1 year
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"Ja sam imala muda ostati ili ja nisam imala muda otići."
- Monika Herceg, Ubij se, tata
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radiogornjigrad · 4 years
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Pitanja za Upravni odbor i Predsjedništvo HDP-a
Tit. Hrvatsko društvo pisaca, Basaričekova 24.
Upravni odbor i Predsjedništvo
Zagreb 2. aprila 2020.
Dobri moji Katarina Luketić, Ivan Sršen, Dorta Jagić, Roman Simić, Boris Perić, Ivica Đikić, Marinko Koščec, Edi Matić, Ivana Rogar, Zoran Ferić, Velimir Visković i Kruno Lokotar zahvaljujem vam na pismu koje ste mi napisali u formalnoj kardeljevskoj maniri potpisujući se svi udruženo kao Upravni…
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kulturpunkt · 4 years
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limejuicer1862 · 4 years
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Wombwell Rainbow Interviews
I am honoured and privileged that the following writers local, national and international have agreed to be interviewed by me. I gave the writers two options: an emailed list of questions or a more fluid interview via messenger.
The usual ground is covered about motivation, daily routines and work ethic, but some surprises too. Some of these poets you may know, others may be new to you. I hope you enjoy the experience as much as I do.
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V. B. Borjen
is an author and visual artist currently based in the Czech Republic. His first poetry collection in Bosnian, Priručnik za levitiranje (en. Levitation manual), won the 2012 Mak Dizdar Award for the best first manuscript by a young poet. His work in English and his recent visual art have appeared in AZURE, Hypothetical: A Review of Everything Imaginable, The Esthetic Apostle, Not Your Mother’s Breast Milk, Chaleur Magazine and Honey & Lime.
Twitter: @Borjen
Instagram: samoniklo
The Interview
1. What inspired you  to write poetry?
It goes a long way back, but I am not sure I would call it inspiration. I was eleven and I suddenly started writing poems. I have a vague memory of finding my father’s poem ‘Melancholy’ in one of the cabinets (he had perished some seven years before, during the Bosnian War). Perhaps that was what made me think I could write too? I don’t think he was ever serious about it though, I mean as I am.
2. Who introduced you to poetry?
Beyond that memory, I don’t remember poetry having much importance in my nearest surroundings in those early days. Nobody at home encouraged me to write, or discouraged me for that matter. My interests have always been many and quite various, so it must have been hard to see any one activity as worthwhile some significant engagement from my mother’s side. But as far as encouragement outside of home is concerned, I had a great teacher of Bosnian in the 5th grade of primary school, Murisa Jukan, and she would always end her lessons by saying: OK, and now Beganović will read us one of his poems. What she saw in those ridiculous little things, I cannot say. But it was the first encouragement from a person of some literary authority. So I kept at it.
3. How aware were you of the dominating presence of older poets?
Not at all for many years. I guess the first serious brush with other people’s poetry was in the secondary school and then later at university. Was there “anxiety of influence”, to quote Harold Bloom? I don’t think so. Early twenties are characterised by a strange, oblivious sense of unwarranted entitlement. This is not unusual, but as one gets to late twenties/early thirties one realises how strong a sway the past and tradition hold over us after all. It’s a humbling experience.
4. What is your daily writing routine?
I used to get up really early, at five or so, and write till 7 or 8. Now with the full-time job, the part-time jobs and the PhD dissertation pending, it is a bit hard to keep to a strict writing routine. But I am trying to get back to this regime. I’m at my best very early in the day. But I write whenever I can find the time.
5. What motivates you to write?
With me it’s a need. Kafka said it well: “A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity.”
6. What is your work ethic?
Work is one of the most rewarding things, both for my physical and mental well-being. But it has to be meaningful. Like reading, writing, or painting. The corporate job is rather numbing and draining because I see no purpose in it, other than that it pays the bills. Could I transplant Dr Angelou’s title here and say I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings? I must.
7. How do the writers you read when you were young influence you today?
The books I read in my childhood and all the books I’ve loved since are very much alive inside me. They are like a protective circle of good friends. I do not find them threatening, I do not think I’ve outgrown any of them. I’ve learned to appreciate that all the books have their greatest meaning in their own time, which comes for each of us individually. It would be ideal if they could come to us always exactly when we need them, but even if I read Winnie the Pooh or Moominvalley in November only now when I am 33 it does not matter; they speak to the child in me and so are timeless.
8. Who of today’s writers do you admire the most and why?
From among the writers, I need Dubravka Ugrešić (for the beauty of her prose and the timely calibration of my moral compass), the late Toni Morrison and Ursula K. Le Guin for the same, then Jeanette Winterson, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Zadie Smith…
As far as the poets are concerned, I love the work of Heather Derr Smith, Ferida Duraković, Julia Beach, Senka Marić, Anita Pajević, Todd Smith, Monika Herceg, Šima Majić, Mathew Yates, Lee Potts, Moira J. Saucer, Lidija Deduš, Kyla Houbolt… This is such an exciting time for poetry. The digital age has reinvigorated it.
9. Why do you write, as opposed to doing anything else?
To share the experience of being alive and out of the need to understand, everything and anything, or at least to try to. All writing is, among other things, an attempt at understanding.
10. What would you say to someone who asked you “How do you become a writer?”
If they must ask that, I would tell them: don’t bother. People write for different reasons, but I do not think this is a kind of work that should be done lightly, or because it seems cool. I mean, everyone is welcome to do it, but if one cares deeply about literature, one has also this sense of responsibility. If one is supposed to be the continuation of the great voices of the past then think of the responsibility. I would not want to publish something now that 10 years on I would be ashamed of.
11. Tell me about the writing projects you have on at the moment.
I am currently working on a poetry collection in English. My first collection in Bosnian, Priručnik za levitiranje (2013, en. Levitation Menual) won the Mak Dizdar, an important award in the region of former Yugoslavia. The second collection in Bosnian, Odjezd (roughly, Riding Out) is still waiting for a publisher. So this English collection is my third. I have another project going on, a hybrid of prose and poetry which could be published as a chapbook once it’s done. Meanwhile, I keep submitting, as most of us do, and talking literature and sharing my paintings with our inspiring literary community on Twitter. It’s a great time to be a poet.
Wombwell Rainbow Interviews: V. B. Borjen Wombwell Rainbow Interviews I am honoured and privileged that the following writers local, national and international have agreed to be interviewed by me.
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brisanjapisanja · 6 years
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Rodila sam sina i strepila nad njegovim karakterom, dubila rupe u oblacima, sipala svakodnevno molitve bogu u obroke. Preobratila se. Nekom drugom bogu glasno izmicala kost po kost iz zdjelice. Čuješ li? Moj sin nikada neće zapaliti mačku. Ali mačka je samo struktura spretnosti, u njenim šapama ništa ne pomiče dan dovoljno posebno da preživi zadnji rat. Izrast će joj tri glave od zračenja i njeni mačići svijetlit će kao flourescentne žarulje. Ispunjena radioaktivnim zračnjem, bit će predator na daljinu. Nježnost od koje se polako umire. Dječaci iz ulice palit će mačje repove kao petarde. Petarde će im gurati u anuse i gledati kako utrobe mačje nježnosti nadmašuju proljetne eksplozije cvijeta. Goruće mačke skakat će nam u postelje kao molotovljevi kokteli na posljednje maženje. Na koncu, glave okrenute od dječačke prirode, sve žene u ulici gorit će kao mačke. Zbunjuješ me kad si nepovjerljiv. Znaš da sam nam rodila sina čvrstog toliko da se prometne u djevojčicu svaki put kad ne gledaš. Sigurno je odrasla tog dana kad je mačak obukao čizme, uzeo jasnoću njenog spola. Ništa se tu nije moglo učiniti.
Mačka, Monika Herceg
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carica-ficus · 1 year
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"Ljubav nitko ne nauči. Ljubav se ne može poništiti. Ljubav se nekada samo mora. Mora se. Morao sam te voljeti."
- Monika Herceg, Ubij se, tata
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