http://blog.b92.net/blog/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ snezana mihajlovic sr http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss rss@b92.net rss@b92.net Blog A-JE! RSS generator v0.3 Fri, 10 Feb 2012 17:20:57 +0000 http://blog.b92.net/user_stuff/avatars/mali/797/4797.jpg http://blog.b92.net/ 50 50 http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k547611 to su tako male duše,
otvorene i sasvim slobodne.
]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Sat, 25 Apr 2009 06:16:31 GMT vishnja92 http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k547599 ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Sat, 25 Apr 2009 05:49:23 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k547030 a na njima 10 prstiju,
ne smiju se udariti,
jer bi se slomili.
to su tako mala stopala
s malenim prstićima,
ne smiju se nagaziti,
jer inače neće moći ići.
to su tako male uši,
oštroga sluha
i ... (nerazumljivo),
ne smije se derati,
jer mogu oglušiti.
to su tako lijepa usta,
sve izgovaraju,
ne smije im se zabraniti,
jer inače neće više ništa izgovoriti.
to su tako jasne oči,
koje sve još jasno vide,
ne smiju se zavezati,
jer više neće ništa razumjeti.
to su tako male duše,
otvorene i sasvim slobodne.
ne smiju se mučiti,
jer će se slomiti.
tako mala kičma,
skoro se ne vidi.
ne smije se saviti,
jer će se slomiti.
uspravni, jasni ljudi,
bio bi vrijedan cilj.
jer beskičmenjaka
imamo već previše.









]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Fri, 24 Apr 2009 17:10:01 GMT dunjica http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k546527 your little voice
Over the wires came leaping
and i felt suddenly
dizzy
With the jostling and shouting of merry flowers
wee skipping high-heeled flames
courtesied before my eyes
or twinkling over to my side
Looked up
with impertinently exquisite faces
floating hands were laid upon me
I was whirled and tossed into delicious dancing
up
Up
with the pale important
stars and the Humorous
moon
dear girl
How i was crazy how i cried when i heard
over time
and tide and death
leaping
Sweetly
your voice ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Fri, 24 Apr 2009 04:17:59 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k546525 ........ _______
&
]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Fri, 24 Apr 2009 04:09:43 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k546522
................................................................... ...

Svemu su krive ruke, to je jasno. A da nema ruku? - nosovi bi nam se izdužili u surle ubilačke, bili bismo mali dvonožni opaki slonovi.

... ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Fri, 24 Apr 2009 04:04:43 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k546062 I gledao je ruke. Ruke pametne i vrijedne, svemoćne i lukave, strašne, zločinačke ruke. Mogu se stisnuti u šaku, raširiti u lepezu i sklopiti u najropskiju molitvu. Njima se može dohvatiti nož i pištolj i protivnički grkljan...

Rukama se može zadaviti!

Ta ga je činjenica zaprepastila. Ovim istim rukama kojima se miluje draga po kosi i pas niz dlaku, kojima se odmahuju pozdravi i šalju poljupci onima koji odlaze ili onima koji ostaju... Ruke rade, grade, stvaraju, onda opet uništavaju i ruše što su stvorile. Lude ruke. Ruke hvataju ruke, uvjeravaju se stiskom o međusobnom prijateljstvu, bratstvu, solidarnosti i vjernosti do smrti, zatim ruke ustaju protiv ruku, bore se protiv ruku, sakate ruke. Ruke ubijaju ruke. Ruke ubojice.

Svemu su krive ruke, to je jasno. A da nema ruku?
]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Thu, 23 Apr 2009 19:22:40 GMT ed_novipazar http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k546053 deca se ljube u čelo, tako je govorila...

tako je govorila i moja pok. mama dok je ljubila moje piliće. tata ih ljubi u ruke ili u kosu. a i ja uživam u takvim poljupcima...
]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Thu, 23 Apr 2009 19:13:48 GMT dunjica http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k546050 http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Thu, 23 Apr 2009 19:11:35 GMT dunjica http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k545980
i

dash joj slobodu



napravi giant step

i

kreativnoshcu

Ti zahvali ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Thu, 23 Apr 2009 18:26:46 GMT Kazezoze http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k545347 U jednom trenutku to je bio jedini gest po kome sam znala da me je prepoznao...
...zahvalna nije prava reč, ali trenutno nemam drugu... ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Thu, 23 Apr 2009 09:04:06 GMT builderka http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k545269 a jedino što je nju sprečavalo da mene ljubi, u ruke naravno, je bilo to što sam ih vazda trpala u usta.
deca se ljube u čelo, tako je govorila... ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Thu, 23 Apr 2009 06:21:39 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k545237
seti se dana kad su ulicne tuce
bile ispit za decastvo
opisi mi reci koje jacaju ruke
crtaj konan zmaj jna
ma,

nije tako tešško,
treba samo želeTI. ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Thu, 23 Apr 2009 04:44:00 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k545234 ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Thu, 23 Apr 2009 04:38:20 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k545233 to+pogled=dovoljno za razumeti.
thx. ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Thu, 23 Apr 2009 04:37:02 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k544227 http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Wed, 22 Apr 2009 08:34:45 GMT leopold_lady http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k544190 ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Wed, 22 Apr 2009 07:59:20 GMT reanimator http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k543254 http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 21:48:17 GMT margos http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k543188

Ima mnogo veze sa svim onim što zastupaš na ovom blogu... ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 20:25:32 GMT dunjica http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542956 Kada sklopim ruke to je
nekada
jedino za šta se držim

i dovoljno

Kada sklopim reči to je
nekada
sve što imam

i slomljeno

Predajem u ruke onome koji
ne zna

koliko je

]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 14:23:56 GMT jasnaz http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542859 http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 11:55:59 GMT vishnja92 http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542843 With liquid hands tapped on the womb,
I who was as shapeless as the water
That shaped the Jordan near my home
Was brother to Mnetha's daughter
And sister to the fathering worm.

I who was deaf to spring and summer,
Who knew not sun nor moon by name,
Felt thud beneath my flesh's armour,
As yet was in a molten form
The leaden stars, the rainy hammer
Swung by my father from his dome.

I knew the message of the winter,
The darted hail, the childish snow,
And the wind was my sister suitor;
Wind in me leaped, the hellborn dew;
My veins flowed with the Eastern weather;
Ungotten I knew night and day.

As yet ungotten, I did suffer;
The rack of dreams my lily bones
Did twist into a living cipher,
And flesh was snipped to cross the lines
Of gallow crosses on the liver
And brambles in the wringing brains.

My throat knew thirst before the structure
Of skin and vein around the well
Where words and water make a mixture
Unfailing till the blood runs foul;
My heart knew love, my belly hunger;
I smelt the maggot in my stool.

And time cast forth my mortal creature
To drift or drown upon the seas
Acquainted with the salt adventure
Of tides that never touch the shores.
I who was rich was made the richer
By sipping at the vine of days.

I, born of flesh and ghost, was neither
A ghost nor man, but mortal ghost.
And I was struck down by death's feather.
I was a mortal to the last
Long breath that carried to my father
The message of his dying christ.

You who bow down at cross and altar,
Remember me and pity Him
Who took my flesh and bone for armour
And doublecrossed my mother's womb. ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 11:05:57 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542842


This salt
in the salt cellar
I once saw in the salt mines.
I know
you won't
believe me
but
it sings
salt sings, the skin
of the salt mines
sings
with a mouth smothered
by the earth.
I shivered in those
solitudes
when I heard
the voice
of
the salt
in the desert.
Near Antofagasta
the nitrous
pampa
resounds:
a
broken
voice,
a mournful
song.

In its caves
the salt moans, mountain
of buried light,
translucent cathedral,
crystal of the sea, oblivion
of the waves.
And then on every table
in the world,
salt,
we see your piquant
powder
sprinkling
vital light
upon
our food.
Preserver
of the ancient
holds of ships,
discoverer
on
the high seas,
earliest
sailor
of the unknown, shifting
byways of the foam.
Dust of the sea, in you
the tongue receives a kiss
from ocean night:
taste imparts to every seasoned
dish your ocean essence;
the smallest,
miniature
wave from the saltcellar
reveals to us
more than domestic whiteness;
in it, we taste finitude.
]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 11:02:31 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542840 golim rukama...
]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 11:00:01 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542839 we thought... ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 10:59:14 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542834 Crtež je arhitekturi i arhitekti ne samo laboratorija , nego i inspiracija, lavirintsko putovanje u kome je sve moguce, sve potpuna izvesnost i tek samo san i to jednovremeno ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 10:49:58 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542832 m : ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 10:48:56 GMT snezana mihajlovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542819 ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 09:36:55 GMT miloradkakmar http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542817 ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 09:33:06 GMT ivana23 http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542811




]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 09:11:27 GMT Unfuckable http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542808 Gledam ih zavađene i ne vjerujem u tu svađu. One su kao dvije simbiotičke životinje ili biljke: jedna drugu mije... Istinu je rekla Desna: jedna je što i druga; obje su ipak ruke.

________omiljeni! ]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 09:01:46 GMT jasnaz http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542805

]]> http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 08:57:21 GMT bojan ljubomir jugovic http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/ http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#k542786 http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/#komentari Mon, 20 Apr 2009 08:08:39 GMT margos http://blog.b92.net/text/9224/r%20u%20k%20e/