четвртак, 15. децембар 2022.

Sudbina

 Kažu da nam je sudbina zapisana na nebesima

I da se protiv nje ne može,

Al’ ja se stalno prepuštam čudesima,

Sve se nadajući da jednom izađem iz ove kože.


Ciganka me je ispod oka gledala,

Spustila karte na sto,

U polutami tiho mi gatala

Da živeću kako mi je dato.


Da l’ mi je suđeno da tugujem,

Da li da živim ili da umrem,

Da plačem il’ da se smejem –

Ni sama reći sada ne umem.


Ako već znaš šta mi je pisano,

Reci mi iskreno, nemoj me lagati,

Hoću da znam šta mi je suđeno

Da mogu jednom na miru zaspati.

петак, 18. јун 2021.

Biće boljih dana

 Ovo je spisak zastupljenih u zborniku Biće boljih dana:


Ivana Zajić

Sandra Nikolić

Sreten Spasić

Jelena Babić Radenković

Predrag Pešić

Siniša Milić

Balša Rajčević

Dušanka Kotur Ugrica

Milan Sofronić

Milena Dragićević

Sava Stanisavljević

Jana Šoškić

Vladimir Lukić

Jelena D. Krezović

Snežana Marko Musinov

Dragan Mitić

Radmila Drmonjić

Filip Bulat

Jelena Grujić

dr Radmila Marković

Tijana Našpalić

Jelena Marić

Radmila Milojević

Ljiljana Tamburić

Marija Stanković

Bojana Micić

Suzana Filipović

Bogdan Bogdanović

Saša Nikolić

Borislav Batin

Lidija Bajkić

Nikola Šućur

Hadži Ljilja Plavšić

prof. dr Slađana Milenković


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уторак, 9. фебруар 2021.

Rezultati konkursa za zbornik Kad se kazaljke sklope

 Ivana Zajić

Milorad Bibin

Filip Bulat

Željka Bašanović Marković

Dragana Đurđević

Tijana Našpalić

Valentina Berić

Ksenija Milenković

Mirjana Ranković

Jelena Radulović

Milica Milovanović

Jovana Vasić

Miloš Milojević

Jefimija Medić 

Tijana Hil

dr Nataša Dimitrijević

Andrea Đurić

Jelena Kostić

Milan Sofronić

Snežana Gagulić Obradović

Jelena Marinković

Jelena Grujić

Marko Jovanović

Jelena Stanojev

Petar Orozović

Tamara Dragić

Andrej Stanisavljević

Jelena Dunjić

Dunja Milanković

Katarina Stanković

Lidija Bajkić

Miloš Simić

Kristina Šćepović

Viktor Cvetić

Gordana Bujila

Slavica D. Damnjanović Saša

Marina Matić

Miroslav Radaković

Ružena Kraćica

Aleksandra Ljubisavljević

Ljubinka Ljupka Dimitrijević

Jelena Babić Radenković

Aleksandar Pavlović

Milja Lukić

dr Radmila Marković

Suzana Filipović

Nataša Taylor Krajinović

Živko Đuza

Vasilisa Ilinčić

Branislav Stefanović

Budimir Rakić

Miloš Dragičević 

Anđela Đorđević

Aleksandra Zolotić

Vera Jovanović

Mladen Marković

Dragica Beka Savić

Aleksandar Tasić

Milica Maksić 

Snežana Marko Musinov

Zoran Dubovac

Marija Jovanović

Jasmina Đurović

Duško Nedović

Nataša Lazukić

Una Veljković


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понедељак, 14. децембар 2020.

Kad se kazaljke sklope

 Bliže nam se novogodišnji i božićni praznici, vreme je slava i pravoslavnih običaja koji su njihov neizbežni deo, te tim povodom raspisujem konkurs za zbornik Kad se kazaljke sklope. Za nekoga je to trenutak da pomisle želju, za nekoga početak novog poglavlja u životu. Šta vi poželite u ponoć uoči praznika?

Na konkurs možete poslati priče i pesme vezane za Božić, Novu godinu, slavu i slavske običaje.

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недеља, 29. новембар 2020.

Rehabilitation of Body and Mind

 I thought that I will eternally proud of above-average intelligence and top results of work. Namely, I had been succeeding it until I encountered resistance of low-intelligence people, not to say dullish members of society, whom at first I was resisting, then ignoring until I finally isolated and totally became alone, which led me, couldn't anticipate it previously, to the depression, a sudden decline in memory ability and vision loss.

I referred to doctors who, thanks them to heaven, regain my sight with the help of surgical operation. I persuaded in it immediately upon the return of consciousness. I thought to myself that the whole world is mine and that I'll, using my intelligence, become a lord of my own life, but then followed a titubation, stumbling and at the end total fall. I had to be operated again, then followed waking from anaesthesia, a thread removal and similarly. At the end I left the hospital on a stretcher.

I couldn't reconcile with thing that was happening to me. I, just myself, will have to start from scratch, to begin a rehabilitation in a nearby spa, where I will share a sick room with two crippled immobile old women. After all, I am also immobile person, impossible to do anything using my own body.

I had been suffering defeat after defeat. Firstly I got from the Social Insurance Bureau a decision approving home care and a wheelchair. Twenty five thousand dinars isn't for throwing, but will I can, using them, buy a health? I'll maybe engage a physiotherapist to tighten my muscles, but nothing more.

Then I got a wheelchair, which at first I loathed, then I screamed out loud when I was put onto it. What’s happening to me? Will I ever begin to walk again?

I was led into the park, where a large view spread in front of me, consisted of natural beauty, but also of various crippled and just rehabilitated people. I was somehow happy I could see the outside world. After all, here are a fountain, a pool, a fragrant pine forest and, above all, a fresh air.

Returned into my room, I dedicated to solving crosswords and Sudoku, in order to keep my brain in shape. Becoming tired, I spread my body over the whole bed. My mind and I myself, I finally realized that, are a master of the whole my body. We must started it by join forces. We have so much force and ability. Let’s start from the beginning. At first I will relax my feet, then calves, thighs, my stomach and finally shoulders, a neck and my head.

As I realised that I am a master of my own body, I started giving orders to it. However, as there are obstacles between my head and the effectors, my head needs time to overcome it. I just miss only a patience. But I’ll waiting. I’m closing my eyes, calming myself. Then passed a minute… two… three…

When I looked at my feet again, I noticed slowly moving of my fingers. I just didn't know of joy if to cry or to laugh.

I realized I can by the power of my mind move my body. Here are, today fingers, but perhaps tomorrow the whole leg. Never mind how long time it will need to pass until I stand on my feet and make the first step. I know that day will come. I feel it deeply into a martyred soul.

My body doesn't merit to be immobile. So I’ll use every atom of my strength in order to move it. And then... Then I'll just joy. And my soul won't suffer anymore.


четвртак, 11. јун 2020.

Pesma

МОЈ ЖИВОТЕ

Кад ме сломе самоћа и туга,
Тамна ноћ кад постане ми дуга,
Одлазим у оближњу кафану
Да у црном вину лечим рану.
Онда кад ме ракија убије
И кад срце моје се опије,
Тамбурашу тада даћу пару
Да засвира ону моју стару.
У кафани дочекаћу зору,
Јер никога нема на прозору
Да ме чека и да ми се нада,
Да због мене сав у очај пада.
Зато живот ја овакав живим,
Зато сваком дану сад се дивим,
Јер знам да је живот само један,
Мој животе, ала си ми вредан.

субота, 30. мај 2020.

Tajnu reka pripoveda



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