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ZORAN SLAVI

SILVER IS JUST AN ILLUSION

REVIEWERS

DRAKO REEPPERO ZUBAC


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INSTEAD OF INTRODUCTION

Constantly exploring in their own world, encouraging highlightsof light in the direction of the unseen but sensed landscape, all aboutvisions and pain, soft and warm describing everything that inhabits ourdreams and encourage our imagination, Slavic realized a book like oldengravings, but inside the irradiated and essentially winningcontemporary rhythm, the pain of this world, the truth of existence.Tradition is binding to elements of the so-called strazilovska lines ofour poetry, Slavic here is showing interest in research, to a greatadventure song that does not end, that does not sag, which is thesame, but all the same does not show his face.

Drako ReepProfessor of the University of Novi Sad and a literary critic

Between, in fact, inside, decomposition time and space to intelligibility, as well asconfirmation of their presence in the Slavic poetry prevalent picture as a form of speech,refined purity of language often too powerful of a word, such as skills Zeukslis whenshooting grape berry that mislead the heavenly dove. Song: image gives the reader theopportunity to recognize in its determination of time, and inevitably exist "stoppedwatching" as a symbol of the flow being in time. Between shabby and awakened time, thepoet builds the illusion of silence and solitude, full of trouble, amazed to sleep because -"I'm not even a dream home."

Pero Zubac,

Poet


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SOME SECOND TIME


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SPILLING LIGHT

As spongy fog the time under the skin retractsGerminate years for a wet plantFrom the cheek more summer shinesSmile me still a dream bite into

Wandering me water clarity uncoversAll the light airy bodies smearAsleep waiting for young skin with no markingsOre night greedily heat draws

Sailing through the vulnerable vague smell of spaceDismembered the vague suspiciousThirst of apple shining turnedFlight my invigorating undermines


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HAMPERED MEMORIES

Silvery foliage of the eyeWith nacre warns

On some long altered landscapesOn forest green feeble and introducedOn the polished container impeded memoriesTo dream that is beyond the tackles.Stopped clocksWithout oil time hlixs speak with raggedAbout frail body chambersOf the fire who were burning ash-freeAbout moonlight over the scattered by voiceAbout serenity opaque unhallowedIt smells like black violet memories

The pain would be stationaryDo not follow me history dense shadow


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SECOND TIME

Header field own thoughtsNice touches insideTime calm desires

Souvenirs soul breathing and digestionCurtain memories of the spine hangingThrough the capillaries hardened dream thought tame

Death for now painted only guest performancesHidden in the pauses of speech crucialSoften the skin and bones of the head

In the emptiness of skull watch cold tickingPassage of food lined aorta valuable

In comb their time another occurs

The thought of the end in the fragile underground worldsFrom bodily substances that are soundReveals is cooled inverted flaking duration


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PRESENCE OF SORROW

The undress sadnessFrom old oil paintings flowingDripping worn during across the frameGilding bitter

With the efforts landscape has turned grayI inventedIn memory ofReservesSun is just large lacewingIn the corner hangsThe painter's dream fadedHeld togetherIn colors no more pure soundRough crosslinked the planeExpectantly futile strikesThreatens suffocating sadnessHidden behind the figureSticky asleep flowsInner restlessness sky to unpin


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PRESENTIMENT

When the rib night was transparentTransience from morning foreboding pounce on me

In light warm lovely delusion shinesAt the heart of the layers of fog childhoodShared by the dream in bitter soul flourishAncient invocation again awakened knowledgeRecovering from nothing nutritious to buildWhen the skeleton sobered into memories recognizeAnd I know that day is a gap between the nightAll that is crucial saves my soft skull sproutingTherefore, silvered night do not even lowered


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SEA UNDER SKULL

In troubled waters my mind one sea foamingBlue day there separate usFatal bird in a golden throat

Damn coast blacked outThrough my bloodstream enchantedAlarmed spread theNonsense of sadness not at all that I travelInsea long-thirsty I'm going to diveTraps hidden everywhereAs charred trees growThe campaign is to begin awakening stopsAnd again and again with milk dream continuesMiraculously the sea under skull which stirsInebriation their emptiness stopsSolutions traps in the cord stuckBeauty make me fragrant renewedThe road is only through the flesh impervious


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SILVER IS JUST AN ILLUSION

Silver rings gloomy in turn white bonesDissolve the veins of light begun to leakOf the body are muted we expelledClogged mark in the sand imprint

Death hidden in the background breathingOn the board is mapped crucialPurified water reflectionNothing grows torn capillaries

The bones softening of sediment rainIn indifferent to sag crashMatch sobered by to the hamlet heaven sworn

Semblance of silver is still going


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GAME

On plans are wonderful plays restlessness begetsSword trembling chest jokingly measuredWhite heroineThe Will of the will swiftly prosecutesStep foliage

Breathing space bounded shapeJump unclothedIn a flash it came toCry no wounds from the spine to stealCurtsey no humbleTo the applause thickTo meet the flowGround stiffness new penetrates into the bodyWhile tears dream intercepts bloodstreamDeath of livedThe winner of creeps warns


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ORIGINS MELANCHOLY

In thought the clock I crumble has stolen goldThe chamber reminder not income clockwise speaksTime awakened dial sound eating awayThe threat to me thought the early raid finds anew

Spiral - arm density measured darkness overdriveSufferers air as the powder flowsThe collapse of the innocent cheerfulness to rushThought the clock still break up

In my head silence settled


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THE SEA

Image layered in eye caughtBlood flow thickly awaitsInfinity speechlessIn skull trapped blossomedWith palms dried-up I cannot dispelIn awkward foam empty

Which reveals seaIn the background lightCondensed wakened you see itThe tart dissolve sadnessEmpty now, the sea is frozenFoam molding it has a vaultedGlance my one falls ill toFrom within the dream blurredThe pain hydra similar comingThe sea to me decompose breathing


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PLEDGE

My will eye amazinglyEvery dawnIn the mist of breath nakedWith apprehension rememberIn vain you my voice crackedLip moist from dusk unweaveIn touching intimate things that give

Breath recognize saddenedYears what bitterOur bodies now enjoyable fatigue demolishesWithin you will me futileTrembling guts renewedTraveling unpleasant timesIn bodies quietly transformedOf sterile pollen long time ago fullWe wait ecstatic cry of silenceBehind your face does not sleep thenI will look meeklyfrom the smell of grass silencedDefeated by the image of your unusual


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OWNERS OF SILENCE


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OWNERS OF SILENCE

We will become easy naked seedsand clear as the sky grindedby moonlight stolen gilded

We will become the owners of unusual silenceclosed in flakes forgottenbury themselves in the mud fermented

We'll become the passengers from the road patientslittle black, cold and stainedflavored mineral confused

At the going down of the gaps noblewhere the sea air from the mainsail to crucifyin womb of winter birdsfinish all everything


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WORKAROUND

The workaround is to our lungs slenderloud burst of raging colorinsomnia basin

Growing pains evil-eye under the midnight sunthrough the rib roughnessintention is insane climbs

Condenses to autumn in drip blurI fall into the sky and sparkling shimmerin a speech to discern deception

Bite me, the thought of past tripswith all my knowledge is just fatigue remainsdissolving of dreaming alive in water

There is a land where there is always only realityto us every flicker stopsThe workaround is clothed in rotting fruit


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CARBONISED PICTURES

The places where we likedIt destroyed the illusion is no horizonOr a mirror of diamond glassMemory do not haveOvercrowded evenings only my memoryNo meaningful movement sleep squints

Places where we can recognizeFrom contact the latterA form of lose dualThe light that I'm looking awakenedTo new assembly Yesterday `s worldCalls

Carbonized picturesNot so long ago the landscapeAt the nodes fire of insomnia frozenResemble

Places where we fertile rain inhaledBalance incensedMelancholy and forever plunge


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A HINT OF SOULS

Yellowing of your eyes through the pain I sense

Breathable beauty you insinuate untouchableThe recollection bluish quietArrival confirmYou desert of the everyday overshadow default body

Petrified white birdYour voice is that runawayIn flight a clicking turnSpace alert the blaze surroundingMy head is an abundance of bloomsMy dream silence In reality of madness convert

You ripens so in my breathingAs an annual flowerYou give me your handsI embrace themAnd they're notWith the curse us, this crazy summer belatedIt punishes

Grasses from childhood flashingGold is sleeping in their harshnessWind them with velvet deceivingTo the ground repeatedly bendsThat silence where residesWe have been caught

Under a rock already is aheadWhile yellow your eye forever sleeps


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SUMMER

Here's your lungs flexibleOvergrowth of fear as to I senseRising out of the sea a pale blue monsterSo Known contourFrom the silence of our ray of light is formedBut as in the veins voteDiscernCrucially bell of the Salvation


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TRACE

How a voice their faded callHeady taste of your lips

Heat with the color of bloodThe source of the soulBy going when I'm awake

For song desperate reach outWords of silence deludedPain is just smiling decomposeIn seeking upsetHumid touch me futile encounters

The luxury bowls

What crazy hidden jewel knownIn history hazyThe sound of flowing beyond the grasp ofExplodesYour lip curativeMy lip now hardly I sense


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PRESENCE OF THE SEA

In the lungs the sea fieryWith a gesture meaningless me crucifyingThrough the visceral cavity

Shark strays penetratingIn swallowing entanglesWith a bit of sun shape fracturedFutile the sky in consciousness establishes

I imagine flight agitatedWhen the rain caught up with usYou due to fog in blindness vaultedMy eyes with truth wounding

In yesterday's blue

I treat the ethereal bodyOn the shoulders no more head

In depth lavishly expended his dreamMy body future locks


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MISTAKE ABOUT TRAVEL


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BEYOND OUR VISUALLY

The former image

In gray cooledIn underworld still living our bloodstreamVanished tones nutrient illusionVisceral anxietyToo harsh remembers the waterWhat the outside world paper submissionOther people's past indifferenceOnly a fingernail nicked crownMatt fluid exhausted timeUntil our youth cold-bloodedProtected in rose transparent disguise

Leaks fromBeyond our visionPatina clotThe former painting cooledIn today's revolving


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LEAVING THE DREAM

On the other side of wearisome silenceSilver is joyful not scatteredOnly crouching stone lasts cooledWait thought sobered shallFrom dormant water to be answeredThat coalesced pain original sound speaks

Behind the forehead thin dumb languageTo messages swimmers in the lake of silenceTo sail completely bitterAnd marrow diluted dominate

The confluence where silence blue branch outThe tubers of light where I run awayLoneliness of roses no fragrance opensOn behalf of the breathing and the dream is abandoned

On the capillaries of in network side future silenceConditional security puts to sleep my imagination


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IN YOUR EYE DOE ASLEEP

Roe you somnolent in the eye dreamsMy bloodstream speechless honey memories multipliesEmptiness magnetic east silvery followsHarmony how light colored weave

I dream of the colorful sky by breathing you open theLie tear as aspen nakedSadly, my white-haired coveredMedusa time of distracts you reach

Dispels the ripening cause of beauty in the water discovered

In the feet, escape from the summer of fragileEasy-going signs usually deathDiscerned rotten what fruit smile breaks

Detected suspicious rugged hinterlandTomorrow's the thought will discernIn the your eye doe not awake chase suspicious


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NEITHER DREAM SALVATION IS

Neither dream security shelter isThe unending turmoil I feel on the runNature reign thought destroyedLake tired through memory escapes meWho too deep into the light diveLet him not seek shelterSearchers me always findFrom own chase neither dream salvation is notI knowOnly the pain is still going onUseless is the maturity of the tissue

From which dumbstruck runTerrified much into the brain reducedExempted from punishment even tendsGlowing inner spaceWhile the brutality of stones blackened, ultimately settlePain is the dream from reality tearing


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HAPPINESS

Your bones not hardenedTo dream misplaced leanThat with the fire I reach indicated timeYesterdayInstead, cryBone treasures clearing sadness change their clothesThe dream came milky brokenEscapes from the sceneBones for pain immatureSlimy emptiness surrender

Bluish me plants memory crucify


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NEITHER DREAM ME IS A HOME

Neither dream me is not a homeSkull summer invading to me raging plantsIn blood clots turn

In fluff the of sleep as a trumpet clothedUnder the sun stones miserably rise, the pursuit warnsWith the ashes in me that movesAnger discerns behind the forehead that is turning over

Now who me clean indefinitely disseminatesWhen a death star to sleep but penetratesWhen I wish languid string of silenceWhen fire in flower breathing dives

Neither dream me is not a homeOnly a rose flower flash misledFrom head cracked a secreted pearlAwakening yet decisive act becomes


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DREAMS WITH THE BOTTOM OF THE WORLD

The new dawn climbFrom bottom of the raging dreamsDirection of the sun from the blue lead

The eyes are fictional flame extendIn the darkness of the chest desire to constituteHypnotized by the weight of dreamsTowards the treasure glowing start

Devastated water fern their hand poursThey climb out of breath along the skeleton

Moss hungry overgrownClimb strange coming downShimmering mirage in the shallow ashAs a place to touch is seeing things

They climb numbed infatuatedFrom night longDaybreak exhaustion inherited decays


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DREAM RUINED

Awake travel ripple dream

Drops of dreaming dew frosty ripenVines through milk primordial routedSleepy eyes of grapes occur wearReality without sound as spooks seeing things

Odorless grieved dream impairsSoul clenched void shall be raisedSound starry nights outside splashedThe smell of the garden insomnia wandering around the headThe blessed One is silence powerlessness dissolves

Former dream odorless with no audibleThe landscape of the inner essence subtracted


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MYTH ABOUT TRAVELLING

In the dream remain lonersWe're sinking mole enchanted spaceLong-lived trees watered inkSticky silence tells usThe secret hiding place of the short-term

In the dream the past graphics turnWavy goldAs the nebula beauty delusionalThe smell of rot yet foreboding ringWe're going down around the clockThrough the graveyard of natural colorsA resin of extinct flight catches up with us

Pain in the rules transformed travelWith fire us silvery anticipation spill

From the bottom of the deep blue dream sprayedHealing ancient expect injuries

We're sinking views

For universal hearth nailedIn the cradle of mind skin swornOur journey is void preparingUnder the surface and punish us


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CROSSROADS


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THE STONE

Not by sight escape the chasesThis crucial crossroads ignoredFrom the time that the former isLoneliness stone in the air narcosisIn the appearance is flourishingReturn valleys under the sun is falling apartThe abundance only in vain increasesWent wild herbs in solitude sprungOdorless the fickleness of windHumidified serve itselfStone is solitude frozen

In the field with flight coveredBright white desert seducedThe sign is ehom disaster I senseIn the beauty captured


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CHILDHOOD IN THE MIRROR

Song intoxicating space gainsMirror what remembering the gap

Edges simple flower that deceptiveInexhaustible secret hidingPoured our polished memoryFrom petals bright stained glass entrustedWeaving imagination restrained double-edged image security buildingChildhood is at the root of still mutedIn memorial the fracture mirrors smilingCrashes are a pure form of renewalTart milk of fatigue song destroys


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TRAVELER

Drawing inspiration moonlightTravelers warned by distanceEnd of the world ship in a bottle similarFatigue it healthyFire in the hand of death which carriesWith Dusk witheringLimited life through heartbeat himDiscomfort tellsTravel time uncertainSomeone else asks the timeCoast this where it ends

At the beginning of the bottomless calledDimly will eye from sleep beginning of fluff recognizeHow will traveler ship in the bottleUpright extractA step that has followed the star


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IN THE GLASS, WHERE THE BRAIN RESIDES

How to pictures do not coloredPain has swollen under persistent rainFoam is uncertain opposeIn the glass brain of land deep and sluggishOnly the superficial layer of the sky floatingThere is only that glassFrom memory moldedAnd foam unstableImage unpainted the pain swornHow to survive


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CAMPAIGN

Hunter to pearlIn the bowels alarmedLobes of the southern sun shyly addYour breath trainedFor a two-minute surge towards death preparationGlassy depths boilingBottom of unreality excites isGod of the ancient he from rust cleanerCourage excessiveAnd between the ribs thin putsEye him to land another lunge

I jumpOcean cold it takesHush and blue adoptHands in the movement itself turnIn the ascent spasm his bones partedBlood roared in amazementA handful of pale surface, however, sleeping touchPearl of the sun underwater flaresA touch lukewarm air itWith The curse of light splashedThe palm of his dark skin passing moment

Powder nameless decorationsThe day dusk already chippedImpassively lasts


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ALONE IN THE GARDEN


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IN THE HINTERLAND OF SUMMER

Get stuck summer dislocatedIn the prosaically my meatIt moved restlessness snakelikeIn the milky attic headScattered voice light loses itsAt the root of the sight silence spillsCheck your in the shadowBut forms a jagged misery

Honeymouthedly crying frail pithWhat an air of rapture chamber dreams delivery

Clicked into the word too roughIn the multicolored your hearingHinterland`s summer anchored in silence


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FLIGHT AS FALL

Above my head, the escaped far nothing neverthelessSilk smiles flappingThe fall is glowing blurringShall be entered body my in air knittingNoisy while the bird hole in the airThe burning fly overWith an eye to my mechanic restlessness wrestle withLegs with cotton transparent separatingLungs emptied speed discernSilk is not condensed views puffsFlight conditional slowsIt floats my fearDomain chilledSome former photosIn itself upside recognizeSail body dried up riverbed of the declineIn the frozen fieldEcstasy breathing seducedRoad me empty forgotten


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WANDERINGS

From this rough skin begun to leakNowhere from dull glowSealed all outcrops of beautyForever wild dream overgrown

Become a thought of dark silverIn cord darkness is a harsh meltsTemporary is this death

In space impersonal extracted

In the density of the body well light rotThirsty hot jungle grass I wanderFrom this rough skin begun to leakNowhere in any node of blood neither in flower sun


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OMNIPOTENCE OF FIRE

You roots grow toward heaven indifferentHarsh skin pearly islands which hidesFrom a downpour uneasy dream you coveredSerenity fearful yet

Network memories already fatigue spilledSongs you crystal resistanceIn secretly undulation of the vote can manage to catchI now quite clear

In the body of your life does not flourishThe presence of stars through the glass dazedIn the eyes your irrevocably I senseBitter saps travel through the bloodstream

Sets languid summer in the shelter lung mirthlessBlack light is the breath of the establishes

Lipped awakenedFrom fog is in motion with a desire to dress likeCoolness subversive smelling your tissue

In waste places refers

Roots grow to the sky displacedThe body betrayed gap procvetavaOmnipotence of the fire chamber of illusionFluctuations only rain held

I now quite clearThe crucial you take the trip preparingMoonlight you hoarse on ripening compelsFlaring in the shadows bright flower timeless


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FATIGUE OF LIGHT

Dying light in the explanation of colorWeaving restraint in the wreck just criesHabit of eye relief picture I recognizeClamminess of the black stone ominous hastensWithered light ground green occupyingAmong the remaining colors invoke hoversIn canopy of oaks strange fruit ripeningShadows themselves in darkness unbridled seekingWe wait with fear the womb of the future gazingHow Will the gravure of the future look

We are wonderingAre perhaps the last gap and we ourselves to make sail


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AUTUMN

For gold leaf deer blood is spilledWhile secret migration rid of the bodySkeleton backlog of malt bloomWood from the body as I grewSilver autumn breath in movement growsThe latest sky to road ready a thoughtCollege thoughtYear dissolves pollen headyNostrils as color washes travel

Speed critical conspiratorial but noCollusion is with coup spherePlasma's survival in the rush of the rain drowns


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I AM ALONE IN THE GARDEN

Slowed breathingDecommissioned time touching meSlimy bitter herbsChilly fills the lungs

In windy rainy a thought my twistedFlashing dreams bluishAlready awakenedAbandoned in the gardenWith moonlight number settled

Find out a transparent skinFate color mixingThe precipitate me the night locked alarmed findsFrom the land rustlingUnder the hot footMagic Light emerges with uneaseIn the bloodstream platinumFlows into oblivionAnd morning with milk spatteredNowhere does

Enchantment is a gardenWhich autumn sowingFrom the bowels of my fledCompletely reduced


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WINTER

Intimacy awkward to the evergreenTo cuttings of autumn I sense icyTo Avoid tears which burst of illusionIn the eye of autumn upheaval suggests

Velvet of frigid arrives land clearingRancid time

Periwinkle is ice silk clothedIn coals truncated anemia leaksGreen is an illusion

In the land the flattened fingers can notLifeblood away in plants is comingIntimacy naive I have lost and to the evergreenWinter is the law stronger than me


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INCIDENTAL STAR


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INCIDENTAL STAR

Happens to a starIn swaying passing byBut the skyReal enough blue not at allOr nightEven darkAccident just glowing dream wanderingFrom core of pain explodes copper signEmptiness in bloomWhiteYellow

RedHeart evenly movedCombining dark and premonitionsRunawayIncidental star detected thought overcome restlessnessIt happens gentledAnd stoppedMoment and accident that to dawn be revoked


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FUTILITY OF GAMES

The song spent the night in your eyeOf endearment dissolve the clusters sleepSing from the blood rushed shadowFrom the body of a youngBefore the pain and resurrection close

Spirit intoxicates blushesTear radiant sun more audibleWith eye shall kissAt the base of the head, my mind dizzy mist sows

Forking brainHarmony syllables again buzzThe song to me that silly from secretly invokesFutility of the game just a dreamI saw it though feeble in voice fever isolated

In the heresy suppressedI suspect in light of her characterOnly membrane stormNo return me for catching up

The song in the ribs hurtChamber memories breaking downWith exile punished splinter I travelLimbs own by breaking the ungrateful

And the thrill of divine repeatedly appearedThe song has visited me againFrom my ethereal body bone are getting out ofThe song that damned soul fertilizes my erring


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DISCOVERY

Foam under the moon frozenAstronomer the tired is shownCrucial nebula dissolutionFrom the blueness rises fragile

Night shell phantasm deludedFlash it the secrets inexhaustible botheringCrazy breathing in a confined mindHuge fruit not awakened obsession

In the vain gives birthThe unique magic of space lifeSerenity with unclear handwritingThe man reading the stars tired mind takes

Double emptiness around him blurredWhen East Light moves superior splashSeaweed is a cloudy then the sky forever expand


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REST OF THE LIGHTS

Leave themselves satisfied suddenlyHappens it is usuallyWhen the uncrowned dream is falling apartA long spine is shortened breathless climbAnd bring even the heart seared rest of the worldAs no choice still going on

With considerable effortSkull hardens openIn the space dive uncomfortableThe body is left habit still breathing

While the illusion of movement it does not unmask

Levitate you fanciful you are full of ozoneEarth nutritious and promised heavenWith Gifts cause waver you are curiousAnd looking at the eyes of refractoryIn space throughoutIn the background reality what seductive swarm

Hands eruption only at the doors of visionDeath of a carefully-prepared

Lightly touching and waitBut there is no lasting satisfaction

Fraud centuries and bared you waitingBack in his body who already a storm destroyedIn flesh becomes dark and nappingThe remaining light tells death is the poisoned fruit


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MORNING

Sound dissolved valley colored findsColors `s surface brevity betrayValley dream buried transparency limit inhalation

Mainland in precipitously foundDiscomposedly there isAudible's sky inexperienced road again finds

The growing schism reason dilutedPale divinity shines only from higherThought of the valley quietly rotting

Alone to sun with a wound breakdown I have a hunchColors various take turnsI quickly decompose

Mainland becomes larger in the background shadowsNight sky disintegrates quicklyNew light for the root is false

One head with the intention of in the country buriedMore of the eye is not sleeping

Day our were dashing from the ground up already grows


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MY WASTELANDS

This country to which coming down the stairs

With the grass overgrown paneThe gray is deserted

This country grayish there is an in depthIn the core of my breathing hiddenThere where by memory promised island sleeps

This country grayishIn depth decaysOvergrowth to the surface escapesSand and clay reproduceThisCountryDeserted choking meVoidThrough the trenchMusty to herWeary penetrateSandI was touched with the fingers

This country grayish with whom I take fooledHinterland me of hypersensitivity defendsI do not recognize it because of the similarity of colors

That from Thomas Stearns Eliot remember


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ABOUT THE SONGS THAT YOU READ

Already in the first Slavic poetry collection, "The illusion of silver"

(1974) postulated a basic theme round which the poet returns to onevariant of the internal deepening in all subsequent books of poetry.Through a mixed perspective of the landscape inside and the outsideworld can see the thematic coordinates - garden, sea, plains,childhood, time, dream, foreboding dark spaces of the world, pictures,and her appearance.

Nenad aponja,Poet and literary critic

INTERESTING lyrical WORLDZoran Slavic 'illusions of silver ""Strailovo", Novi Sad, in 1974.

These lyrics confessional tone source is located in the areas of sleepand intimacy, to sublimation through lyrical experience in boundedsystem metaphors gradually turned toward the general truths andonce fundamental relation to the world and the existential problems ofmodern man. So Zoran Slavic both poet and dusk gloomy moodintimist that rules the modern poetic expression, and their pain and getover it shows in a series of suggestive poetic images, but and lyricistwho indirectly reveals the two sides of human anguish, earthlylimitations and inability to own unrest overcome.

Emotional tone intertwined here if observe the collection as awhole - with elements of objective, slightly cooler intoned, intellectualpoetry. But a lasting harmony between these two modes of singing isnot there: the poet in his essential commitment closest yet to a certainneo-romantic line of modern Serbian poetry, characteristic of theromantic spectrum of feelings (sadness, pain, loneliness, silence), andeven the color of his songs have something of the tradition ofRomanticism.

Slavic poetry, however, it seems modern but the metaphoricalconstructed language and the desire to be the song of establishing arelationship with the world that is not very emotional or one-sided. Thepoet accepts your egizistencijal situation as inevitable, and he was not


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seditious nor angry, nor become despondent, but with the apparentpeace collects and measures the results of their experience.

And as a logical consequence of this experience, as the end ofadventures of the man disgruntled world, there is an escape or adream. In that, it is a key point of his poetic thought, Slavic makes an

attempt to overcome - at least the song - limitedhuman anxiety: he was going further concludes that the dream is notthe salvation of home, and that escape, brought up to its ultimateconsequences, as an escape from himself and out of himself, is alsoimpossible:

And as a logical consequence of this experience, as the end ofadventures of the man disgruntled world, there is an escape or adream. In that, it is a key point of his poetic thought, Slavic makes anattempt to overcome - at least the song - limitedhuman anxiety: he was going further concludes that the dream is notthe salvation of home, and that escape, brought up to its ultimate

consequences, as an escape from himself and out of himself, is alsoimpossible:

"Fraud centuries and barren waitingBack to the body that you storm ready "

From its bad weather cannot be run - with him to be confronted, andthat's the way the pledge of being and life. Their poetic expressionZoran Slavic successfully corresponded with the developments andachievements of the modern Serbian and Croatian poetry, finding hispoetic space, their creative individuality. The collection "The illusion of

silver" brings therefore an interesting lyrical world and multiplysuggests the poet's opportunities.

IVAN SOP

"Literary Gazette" br.498, 11/01/1974.


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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Zoran Slavic ( Zoran Slavi)(1945, Zrenjanin. Serbian)Was born in Zrenjanin, in Banat and Vojvodina. Serbian citizen. He graduated theFaculty of Philology in Belgrade. He writes poetry, fiction, literary, theater and artcriticism and journalism. Author of many different genres of television projects.Reflected in the form of radio drama. Worked in publishing. Longstanding culture editorof TV Novi Sad.He has published the following books:Short story:'' Solitude'' (1972) '' Fire in the bottom of the summer'' (2007)Novels:'' Jump to insomnia'' (1985),'' The time bites" (1998),'' Back to the solitude'' (2000) and ''Walter Benjamin in intercity bus'' (2011).Poetic books:'' Illusion'' of silver (1974), '' RINSE OWN HOMELAND (1982),'' COVERED WITHHISTORY (1995), '' Rise of the images' '(1996),'' GETTING OUT OF THE PAINTING''(1997),'' Disturbed balance" (1998) and '' A hundred years later(2004),A book of essays " WRITING AGAINST OBLIVION'' published in 2005. Lives inZrenjanin.

Currently preparing for the Amazon Kindle two books, travel writing, "My European partof the world" and the story collection "The fire is the bottom of the summer," which, inSerbian, already sold on Amazon.As E-books, books in electronic form so far published the following articles:''MOMENT OF AND EXIT OF (poetry), '' Zrenjanin early works (essays),'' Zrenjanin.TOWN Space in Time'' (visual essays (,'''' Six theater festivals (Essays on Theatre),''flowed '' weeks (log prose), and '' Diary of Vojvodina 61st festival Theatre and a recordof Kolumbina '' (recordings of theater) '' My European part of the world'' (travels)


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Daily records, surveys essays, travel stories, poetry published on his Facebook account:https://www.facebook.com/zoran.slavicMy mail is [email protected]

Table of content

Instead of introduction.........................................................................................................3SOME SECOND TIME.......................................................................................................4spilling LIGHT.....................................................................................................................5Hampered MEMORIES.......................................................................................................6SECOND TIME...................................................................................................................7PRESENCE OF SORROW.................................................................................................8PRESENTIMENT................................................................................................................9Sea under skull...................................................................................................................10Silver is just an illusion......................................................................................................11GAME................................................................................................................................12ORIGINS melancholy........................................................................................................13

THE SEA...........................................................................................................................14PLEDGE............................................................................................................................15OWNERS OF SILENCE...................................................................................................17OWNERS OF SILENCE...................................................................................................18workaround........................................................................................................................19Carbonised PICTURES.....................................................................................................20A hint of SOULS...............................................................................................................21SUMMER..........................................................................................................................22TRACE..............................................................................................................................23PRESENCE OF THE SEA................................................................................................24mistake about travel...........................................................................................................26

Beyond our VISUALLY....................................................................................................27LEAVING THE dream......................................................................................................28In your eye DOE ASLEEP................................................................................................29NEITHER DREAM salvation is .......................................................................................30HAPPINESS......................................................................................................................31NEITHER DREAM ME is a home....................................................................................32DREAMS WITH THE BOTTOM OF THE WORLD......................................................33DREAM Ruined.................................................................................................................34


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MYTH ABOUT TRAVELLING.......................................................................................35CROSSROADS.................................................................................................................36THE STONE......................................................................................................................37CHILDHOOD IN THE MIRROR.....................................................................................38Traveler..............................................................................................................................39

In the glass, where the brain resides..................................................................................40CAMPAIGN......................................................................................................................41alone IN THE GARDEN...................................................................................................42In the hinterland of SUMMER..........................................................................................43FLIGHT AS FALL............................................................................................................44WANDERINGS.................................................................................................................45OMNIPOTENCE of FIRE.................................................................................................46FATIGUE OF LIGHT.......................................................................................................47AUTUMN..........................................................................................................................48I AM ALONE IN THE GARDEN.....................................................................................49WINTER............................................................................................................................50

INCIDENTAL STAR........................................................................................................51INCIDENTAL STAR........................................................................................................52futility of GAMES.............................................................................................................53DISCOVERY.....................................................................................................................54REST OF THE LIGHTS....................................................................................................55MORNING........................................................................................................................56MY wastelands...................................................................................................................57About the songs that you read............................................................................................58ABOUT THE AUTHOR...................................................................................................60Table of content.................................................................................................................61

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