Equations of Daffodil
by Tomaž Šalamun: Cold keys, boiling heart. / Scented mirror, red flower.
by Tomaž Šalamun: Cold keys, boiling heart. / Scented mirror, red flower.
They come visiting. They lay their coats down on the bed, they put their gifts on the table in the hallway. In cellophane —flowers, in paper bags—bottles, distillations of future meetings. They pass around the dewy silver, porcelain, glass. In front of the copper engravings of tropical birds, they peel themselves, layer by layer, chattering. …
by Aleš Šteger: Every time, he leads you into temptation to become a gentleman
Poetry International 15/16
“Equations of Daffodil”
Poetry International 15/16
“Bread”
“Raisins”
Poetry International 13/14
“Still lifes with one or more persons”