Poem
Anka Zagar
JEREMIAH, PUT YOUR TRUST
in the man, watch him drivea cigarette into his gob
like hoar-frost like silk
like that heavy rhythm before the storm
I used to be a poet
a doctor and a priest
jeremiah, I was hurt by a comma
like every slightly deeper step
where has my voice gone
who am I now
for them to see me
but I am sure I will reach my destination
it is only that I do not now yet what
words will lead me there
being naked
© Translation: 2003, Sibila Petlevski
JEREMIJO, POUZDAJ SE
JEREMIJO, POUZDAJ SE
u covjeka, gledaj kako vozicigaretu u gubicu
kao inje kao svilu
kao tezak ritam pred oluju
pjesnik sam bio
lijecnik i svecenik
jeremiijo, zarez zabolime
kao svaki malo dublji korak
kamo mi je glas istekao
tko sam sada ja
da me vide
ali tamo cu sigurno stici
samo jos ne znam kojim
rijecima
kad sam gol
© 1987,
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JEREMIAH, PUT YOUR TRUST
in the man, watch him drivea cigarette into his gob
like hoar-frost like silk
like that heavy rhythm before the storm
I used to be a poet
a doctor and a priest
jeremiah, I was hurt by a comma
like every slightly deeper step
where has my voice gone
who am I now
for them to see me
but I am sure I will reach my destination
it is only that I do not now yet what
words will lead me there
being naked
© 2003, Sibila Petlevski
JEREMIAH, PUT YOUR TRUST
in the man, watch him drivea cigarette into his gob
like hoar-frost like silk
like that heavy rhythm before the storm
I used to be a poet
a doctor and a priest
jeremiah, I was hurt by a comma
like every slightly deeper step
where has my voice gone
who am I now
for them to see me
but I am sure I will reach my destination
it is only that I do not now yet what
words will lead me there
being naked
© 2003, Sibila Petlevski
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