I read an interview with a young poet today
(He is not so young at 31 years old)
He said that he is present in some form
in most of the poetry today
I liked that and thought it was a prerogative
for a young poet
The young poet lives in a small town
where, according to him, culture thrives
Denizens dress up and go to
cultural events; they participate and
run their refined palettes over
coarse poems and smooth prose
rub them carefully between fingers
and bring to the equally refined noses to discriminate
I liked that even more – the small town
on the outskirts of the world
with robust appetite for culture
(I am developing a taste for small towns)
Then he was asked a question about his other passions
and he said that there was one thing
a reputation, if you wish – he likes older women
Older by a year, or by twenty
His range is like his presence in poetry
and the culture of his town –
far-reaching and unbridled
I liked that the best
Mostly because I could imagine
the proud folk of the town
reading the interview
of their talented son
and nodding in agreement
as if all is well with the world
Ovo si ti pisala?
Jesam.
Odlicno je.
Nadahnuti trenutak. Uvek najlepsi deo jednog dana.
Hvala.