Poem
Borben Vladović
Restaurant-Ship
Slashed along the full length of the bellywith the scalpel of a medical student
the restaurant-ship was placed sideways
on the cutting board for chopping
parsley and for remembering the sea-lanes.
Its liver, its whole insides were gutted
so it could be stuffed with
late guests in a seaport town
and an occasional student who still
has not passed the anatomy exam.
That rope, at the end of each
handle of the cutting board,
holds the restaurant-ship in the harbour
with a last grip near the reflections of the front sides
of the maritime company administrative buildings
© Translation: 2004, Miloš Đurđević
Brod-restaurant
Brod-restaurant
Razrezan po cijeloj dužini trbuhaskalpelom studenta medicine
brod-restaurant, postavljen ploštimice
na kuhinjsku dasku za sitnjenje
peršina i sjećanja na plovidbe
Vade mu crijeva, jetrica, svu iznutricu
kako bi mogao biti nadjeven
kasnim gostima lučkoga grada
i ponekim studentom s još
nepoloženim ispitom iz anatomije
Ono uže, na kraju svake
priručne kuharske daske,
vezuje brod-restaurant posljednjim
privezom u luci kod odsjaja pročelja
upravnih zgrada pomorskoga poduzeća
© 2000, Borben Vladović
From: Lirika
Publisher: Naklada Ljevak, Zagreb
From: Lirika
Publisher: Naklada Ljevak, Zagreb
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Restaurant-Ship
Slashed along the full length of the bellywith the scalpel of a medical student
the restaurant-ship was placed sideways
on the cutting board for chopping
parsley and for remembering the sea-lanes.
Its liver, its whole insides were gutted
so it could be stuffed with
late guests in a seaport town
and an occasional student who still
has not passed the anatomy exam.
That rope, at the end of each
handle of the cutting board,
holds the restaurant-ship in the harbour
with a last grip near the reflections of the front sides
of the maritime company administrative buildings
© 2004, Miloš Đurđević
From: Lirika
From: Lirika
Restaurant-Ship
Slashed along the full length of the bellywith the scalpel of a medical student
the restaurant-ship was placed sideways
on the cutting board for chopping
parsley and for remembering the sea-lanes.
Its liver, its whole insides were gutted
so it could be stuffed with
late guests in a seaport town
and an occasional student who still
has not passed the anatomy exam.
That rope, at the end of each
handle of the cutting board,
holds the restaurant-ship in the harbour
with a last grip near the reflections of the front sides
of the maritime company administrative buildings
© 2004, Miloš Đurđević
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