Omarska
Omarska.
Death likes pretty names.
Pelvic bones make good stirrups.
Gypsies’ cruelty to jades Madame Geneticist has always admired.
Lamp him across the gob, Joshka.
Language: Serbian
Translation Tuesday: Two Poems by Miodrag Stanisavljević
Translated by our editor-at-large Mirza Puric
Translation Tuesday: “A Fistful of Walnuts” by Bojan Krivokapić
Translated from the Serbian by Mirza Puriç
In September 1992, I started school. We lived in the country back then, in one of those Voivodinian villages headed for extinction. Small, fat and grubby-faced, I dragged my green, cube-shaped, double-buckled rucksack—emblazoned with apples, a motif from Snowy White, I suppose—full of Serbian, maths, science and social studies text books. I may have also had a container of that white glue, the one that came with a plastic spatula, the one that smelt of dairy products.
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Translation Tuesday: A Poem by Biljana Stajic
This twisting narrative from Serbia delves into our deepest fears and anxieties
Tickets for America
I am walking down the street
someone is following me
the heart is beating
it is dark
no one around
dread all over
I shiver
getting near
I start to run
the front door is locked
I ring the intercom
keep running
just so I am not standing still
such darkness
such a town