Harvest 2023
We started early, creating shadows on the sun’s path. Ended in the dusk, us and the buzzing of bees and the rustling of hot sand under our feet and the …
We started early, creating shadows on the sun’s path. Ended in the dusk, us and the buzzing of bees and the rustling of hot sand under our feet and the …
While the rains were passing, a dangerous beauty slipped among them. With cotton hair, in golden silence, deep eyes. Canines flash in a blissful smile.
‘The moon is on the celestial firmament’, Telećan once translated a quote with which Borges started a story. I don’t have the books at hand to see which one, but …
The first heralds of autumn come to us in the last days. They are small, round, yellow, and full of sugary juice. They first gave us a lot of work, …
Colors hidden in the shadows. Under the green sky grow red hues, blue, purple. The color of Plavac grows, hidden in colorful balotice, on small upside-down Christmas trees.