SILVANA DIMITRIEVSKA

 

 

Death

 

Ominous silence lords in evil.

I burned all the words and buried them

on the edge of humanity.

Poetry died among the ruins of the world.

Half a bed with a still warm pillow,

half a wall, and a picture crooked

at which smiling eyes smile.

part of a former table that

still retains the smell of bread,

part of a colorful ceramic vase

and part of a child's hand that

like a flower sprouts among the ruins.

Growing in me that hunger that is silent.

My soul dies in a single tear.

A man dies in the heart of a child.

Poetry dies among the ruins of the world.

We all died on the day the silence reigned.

 

СМРТ

 

Злокобно молкот господари во зловреме.

Ги запалив сите зборови и ги закопав

на работ на човечноста.

Поезијата умре меѓу рушевините на светот.

Половина кревет со сè уште топлата перница,

половина ѕид и една слика накривена

на која се смеат насмеани очи.

Дел од некогашна маса која

уште го чува мирисот на лебот,

дел од шарена керамичка вазна

и дел од детска рака што

како цвет никнува меѓу урнатините.

Расте во мене тој глад што се премолчува.

Ми умира душата во една капка солза.

Умира човекот во срцето на едно дете.

Умира поезијата меѓу рушевините на светот.

Умревме сите ние во денот кога завладеа молкот.

 

 

Light

 

They said to me, blessed am I among women!

When God's breath gathered

Love into one seed,

He gave it to me to keep.

Every day to see only light.

Neither day nor night. Not sunrises or sunsets.

Just a point where

evil and good, world and beauty touch...

Let it be day. Let it be the light.

Olive branches gave me

to make shadow for me.

A barren fig tree blossoming before my eyes.

And every weed knows my name.

And every star knows my face.

Ah, I stand small of the smallest,

and wait for the day when

all the Love gathered in that seed will be poured out.

I, blissful among women, blissfully stand

with a thorny crown on my head

and blood flowing from my breast.

I break the seed, I pour out love,

I gather death in the empty place,

I gently lay it down to rest, to dream,

so that the world may be born again in light.

 

СВЕТЛИНА

 

Ми рекоа, блажена сум јас меѓу жените!

Кога Божјиот вдах ја собра

Љубовта во едно семе,

ми ја даде мене на чување.

Секој ден да гледам само светлина.

Ниту ден, ниту ноќ. Ниту изгрејсонца и зајдисонца.

Само точка во која се допираат

злото и доброто, светот и убавината...

Да биде ден. Да биде светлината.

Маслинови гранчиња ми дадоа

сенка да ми прават.

Неродна смоква пред мене да расцветува.

И секоја тревка ми го знае името.

И секоја ѕвезда ликот ми го познава.

А, јас стојам од најмалите најмала,

и го чекам денот кога ќе се излее

сета Љубов собрана во тоа семе.

Јас, блажена меѓу жените, блажено стојам

со трнлива круна на главата

и крв што ми се слева од градите.

Го кршам семето, ја излевам љубовта,

смртта ја собирам на празното место,

на меко ја постилам да одмори, да почива,

за светот одново во светлина да се роди.

 

 

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'. In 2004 and 2005 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 Sience, Italy. In 2005 for the second time she won third place at the international poetry festival “Antevo slovo”. Her poetry is published and translated on more than ten languages.