VERICA TADIĆ,

VERICA TADIĆ

PRELUDE OF ANXIETY

When you leave

Joy

falls ill

And

Our window

Eyelashes

to shoulders

l

o

w

e

r

s

And

Our watch

hand

loses itself

in

somebody else's time

From condense melancholy in the look

hundred-eyes Argus could

go blind

Ianus would also wrinkle

both his faces to illegibility

if waited for so long

When you leave

fingers

dream of you

They wake up

with anxiety

And

When your name

Is tucked up

on the pillow

When polar night

moves

into our talks

The warmth

of your voice

I keep

in the nest of my palms

I measure

waiting

By slow

steps

So that

until

your arrival

Tomorrow

does not escape

into yesterday

TRANSLATION INTO ENGLISH: ŽELJKA FODULOVIĆ

SHELLS FROM ITHACA

The gulls

of soul

spread

their wings

at

the open sea

With you

they will fly away

To be

your sails

in the storms

Soft

feathers

in

the pillow

In the step

I will

plant

olives

To

smell

of Ithaca

If

unknown

ships

sail in

In

shells

below rocks

I will keep

Fidelity

ENGLISH TRANSLATION: ŽELJKA FODULOVIĆ

QUOTE FROM THE

ARCHIVES OF THE SOUL

We should learn

how to give

without expecting

anything in return

because

life is given

to us

so we can

give it to

another life.

Only what

we have given

to others lives

longer than us.

We live for

as long as

we exist

in other people.

Live is

too short

to take it all,

but long enough

to give something

to others.

TRANSLATION INTO ENGLISH: ZORICA JOVAŠEVIĆ

VERICA TADIĆ,

VERICA TADIĆ: From SERBIA,writes prose and poetry. She has been publishing contemporary poetry, haiku poems, essays, reviews, studies, stories, maxims and aphorisms in domestic and international magazines and joint publications. She is represented in thirteen anthologies. She has published twelve books. Her poetry has been translated into Slovakian, Russian, Polish, German, English, Spanish and Italian, and short stories into Slovenian.