Lest we forget.........
A brilliant poem from 1992:
Luck in Sarjevo
In Sarjevo
in the spring of 1992,
everything is possible:
you go stand in a bread line
and end up in an emergency room
with your leg amputated.
Afterwards, you still maintain
that you were very lucky.
IZET SARAJLIC
TRANSLATED FROM THE SERBO-CROAT
BY CHARLES SIMIC
Luck in Sarjevo
In Sarjevo
in the spring of 1992,
everything is possible:
you go stand in a bread line
and end up in an emergency room
with your leg amputated.
Afterwards, you still maintain
that you were very lucky.
IZET SARAJLIC
TRANSLATED FROM THE SERBO-CROAT
BY CHARLES SIMIC
posted by apprentice at
1:02 pm
4 Comments:
Yes, it IS briliant..
So simply put but so effective.
Yes, it's all so very civilised, isn't it, and he looks so cute like Father Christmas in that beard...
a friend from work went and worked in Sarajevo for a year when they were trying to rebuild everything. I don't think the feelings had changed much.
belleek
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home