Saša Jelenković

To be silent. Since narration won't change anything.

Like an iceberg I float. From one river's mouth

to another. My tranquillity is inviolable.

Yearn to last in my longing.

And leave everthing to the silence of the wells.

To the place where the century comes to a halt. Where soul

is humbled. As well as night, weighed down by

remorse guilt. I can choose

amongst suffering and suffering. Death and death.

Can depart no further than myself.

And be prepared. Reconciled.

Translation: Jelena Stipčević