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Sreten Perović

Gledam u rijeku:
voda liže vrelo kamenje i dimi.
Po izlokanom šljunku i oblucima
sjenku nagog kupača prati zvižduk.
Nestvarni lik se udvaja a korake
u gustom suncu nosi tamni tonovi.

Hoću da prepoznam to lice dok ne zamre
u koncentričnim krugovima. Al rijeka
zaobilazi podne i skreće iza brežuljaka.


Sreten Perović

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Montenegro rivers swimming water

Translations of this Poem

Illusion

I look at the river:
the water licks the hot stones and emits smoke.
Across the weathered pebbles and clouds
the shadow of a naked bather is followed by a whistle.
The unreal image doubles and the steps
in the dense sunlight are carried by darker tones.
I want to recognize that face before it wanes
in concentric circles. But the river
evades noon and bends behind the hillock.

About this poem

This poem was chosen to represent Montenegro in the SPL’s Written World project.

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Sreten Perović

Academician Sreten Perović (Gornja Gorica, Podgor-ica, February 15, 1932), poet, critic, literary historian, theatrologist, playwright, translator, anthologist, journalist and encyclopaedist, research adviser...
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