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Srečko Kosovel

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Our Eyes

Our eyes were flooded
with burning lava.
And the grey dust
of cement towers
burnt our lips.
Like burning trees
we leaned
into a new day.

© Translation: 2002, Nike Kocijancic Pokorn
From: Integrals

NAŠE OCI

NAŠE OCI

Naše oci je zalila
lava goreca.
In sivi prah
cementnih stolpov
spekel nas v ustnice
Kot drevje gorece
smo se nagnili
v novi dan.

Srečko Kosovel

Srečko Kosovel

(Slovenia, 1904)

Srečko Kosovel is the Slovenian Rimbaud, the strongest and the strangest poetical energy of the Slovenian people, a visionary and a contemporary to every reader in every time. Born in 1904, he died in 1926 at the age of 22, but his work is strong, deep and finished as if he had written and lived for a long, long time. Each nation has a "miracle" in its literary history: Kosovel is definitely th...

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Our Eyes

Our eyes were flooded
with burning lava.
And the grey dust
of cement towers
burnt our lips.
Like burning trees
we leaned
into a new day.

© 2002, Nike Kocijancic Pokorn
From: Integrals

Our Eyes

Our eyes were flooded
with burning lava.
And the grey dust
of cement towers
burnt our lips.
Like burning trees
we leaned
into a new day.

© 2002, Nike Kocijancic Pokorn
From: Integrals

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