VOICES FROM NATURE IX
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VOICES FROM NATURE IX It is the wind that give us our voices we chattering leaves are full of whispers sighing , breathing leaving the forest ripe with rumours as we collectively exhale. |
07.11.2004., nedjelja
VOICES FROM NATURE IX
06.11.2004., subota
VOICES FROM NATURE VIII
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VOICES FROM NATURE VIII What goes on up there above in the light space we have no names for or know what shapes such seeds take on where our skin is exposed to all the elements suffering every condition yet we give seeds life but are not life itself me we us soil and the seeds that seek shelter all manner of things have grown here in the dark in the turmoil of our acidity and alkali seeds in stony layers between which roots thrust their searching tips prising and worming deep into our soul and where only the drip drip of liquids penetrates deeper and deeper still. |
04.11.2004., četvrtak
VOICES FROM NATURE VII
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VOICES FROM NATURE VII By the field’s edge we grew Long time undisturbed Edged by ploughing Observed the breaking clods. Long time looked over A distant edged distance Watched the sowing, The reaping, The ploughing, The sowing And all the time About our trunks Grew a deeper green Than we’d ever seen. Creeping up Stealthily, Slowly, Slowly, Suffocating. |
02.11.2004., utorak
VOICES FROM NATURE VI
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VOICES FROM NATURE VI version in English, awaiting translation into Croatian VI Why do you copy in our dead colours When we struggle so hard for life? Even last year’s leaves still wave and rattle, Yes, even we saw the winter through. How easily you melt into our surroundings Sunning your wings just long enough To alert us here of the dangers there… Just the thought of it now makes us all shudder. |