Illusion - Emilija Vasilevic, Croatia

 OPSJENA/ILLUSION

Krećem najbližoj rijeci

neka me s konopljama

polože.

Tkalje bjeloruke

u košulju tvoju

utkaju.

Sjena svoje sjene

postajem.

Neka mi mladići ne grljeni

snove pohode.

Rumenilo na obrazima

ponovo neka cvate.

Poreći ću nas.

Ni trepnuti neću-

Neka mi uskrate

I cvijet i svijet.

Zatajit ću i sebe

… samo da tebe zaboravim.

© Emma Emilija Vasiljevic Pula-Croatia

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ILLUSION

I’m headed to the nearest river

let them lay me down

with the hemp

White-handed weavers

weave it

into your shirt.

I become

A shadow of my shadow.

Let unhugged young men

visit my dreams.

Let the flush on my cheeks

bloom once again.

I will recant us.

I won’t even blink-

Let them deny me

Both the flower and the world.

I will supress myself as well

… just to forget you.

© Emma, Emilija Vasiljević, Pula-Croatia

Translated by Alex Arsich Pula-Croatia