Thursday, May 1, 2025

SILVANA DIMITRIEVSKA

 




The Train


It's spring. We are sitting on the train,

one man, one woman and one child.

We are all looking through the same window.

The woman looks at the tree.

She admires his greatness,

imagines the centuries through which it has endured,

she can almost feel it

how deep his roots are.

She sees his growth. 

It's spring. He is a little seed asleep in darkness.

Solar and lunar cycles pass.

The earth rotates on its axis.

Now he is a house in which it rests

all born and unborn history.

It is now the heavenly home of the birds.

The man looks at the sky,

admires his greatness.

It imagines the birth of the stars.

He can almost see the power,

the light needed by darkness

for the day to be born.

It's spring. It is the womb of thunder and wind,

fruitful rain gently caressing the fields.

It is a house where it rests

all born and unborn history.

The child sees the bird.

And admires the greatness.

He can imagine her being born from the egg,

and then conquers the heavens mightily,

He sees her making a nest in which she keeps 

all born and unborn love.

Then, it proudly rises towards the sun.

It's spring. She carries them in her beak

the seeds of all trees and all flowers.

All born and unborn history.

Suddenly the train horn 

it deafens their ears loudly and piercingly,

on the man, on the woman, on the child.

Excited and panting, through the door 

the old woman rushes in, happy

that she caught the last train.


The Sad Women


The sad women.

The Beautiful Sad Women.

They walk naked and barefoot

(Because the truth is naked)

The prophets

(which don't actually exist)

they dress them 

in shirts of silence.

One by one

they fasten the buttons.

But the sad women.

The Beautiful Sad Women,

the morning knows them

by their smile.

Like a frayed thread

hanging on their waists 

the umbilical cord.

The world refuses to cut her,

for the earth to have

a place where always

he will lay his seed.


SILVANA DIMITRIEVSKA


SILVANA DIMITRIEVSKA was born in 1981. in Skopje. She graduated from the Faculty of Philology 'Blaze Koneski' - Skopje at the Department of General and Comparative Literature in the Macedonian language, and later she also completed the One-Year School for Journalists at MIM (Macedonian Media Institute). She was the coordinator of the literary circle 'Mugri' and the editor of the poetry almanac of the same name. She is the organizer of several poetry readings and promotions. Silvana writes poetry, short prose, essays and haiku verses published in the first Macedonian haiku magazine Mravka. She is the author of the anthology Angels with five wings, published as part of Struga evenings of poetry. He appears as a reviewer of several collections of poetry by young, but also by already renowned authors. She is the winner of the second and third 'Blaze Koneski' prize for a scientific essay. For her first collection of poetry, “You, who came out of a song”, she won the prestigious national award 'Atso Karamanov'. For her short story 'Butterfly Skirt' she won the first prize at the national competition 'I tell a photo 2021'. She is the winner of the third prize at the international poetry festival 'Vigil of Kokinski Mugri 2022' and the second prize at the same poetry festival for 2023. In 2023, she won the second prize at the international poetry festival for children's poetry 'Stihuvalki'. In 2023, at the international poetry festival 'Literary Sparks 2023', she was also the winner of the second prize, and at the same poetry festival in 2024, she was again the winner of the second prize. In 2023, she was declared one of the laureates of the prestigious 'Naji Naaman' world prize for poetry and was awarded the title of honorary member of the Academy of Culture of the same name in Lebanon. In 2023, she won the third prize for poetry at the international poetry festival 'Tafil Kelmendi' in Kosovo. In 2024, she was also the winner of the third prize at the international poetry festival 'Antevo slovo'. Few months ago, she was announced as one of the winners of the prestigue International Academic Award of Contemporay Literature “Lucius Anaeus Seneca” from Academy of Philosophical Arts and Science, Italy.


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