--- M I R S A D   S I J A R I C

 translated by Ammiel Alcalay





We're sitting on the balcony in the dark
Discussing the meaning of being and art in peace
The prosaic nature of these phenomena angers and stirs us
The arhythmic poem of war can be heard louder and louder
We withdraw into the apartment
Carrying our chairs with us
The discussion continues
Someone cracks a joke