Goran Čolakhodžić
angleščina
Ministarstvo obrane
Tko je venuo za cijelim
nikada nije došao do sreće
Živjeti jutros: čekati priču
a samo rečenice držati za vlasi
Stvari su veće od naše mutne sreće
duže od privida vječne prisutnosti
jače od veze od svijesti do svijesti
Za razliku od lijeske
na platanu se ne može popeti:
ljuske se odvajaju i padaš
na prepukli asfalt pred ministarstvom
Parada tenkova
zapravo ničime ne mijenja prostor
a najmanje vrijeme
U cijevi je budućnost
i nekoliko prošlosti mesa –
pod čelikom čuči
povratak na početak
i kraj
Povijest se dijeli prolaskom brigada
od njihova marša
ne možemo preko
Iz: Pred gradom su kosci
Zagreb: Hrvatsko društvo pisaca, 2018
Avdio produkcija: Croatian P.E.N. Centre
Ministry of Defence
Whoever yearned for wholeness
was never satisfied
To be alive this morning: to be waiting for a story
yet to grip mere sentences by the hair
Things are bigger than our vague happiness
more constant than the illusion of eternal presence
stronger than the links between this consciousness and the next
Unlike a hazel bush
you cannot climb a plane tree:
bark flakes off and you fall
down on the cracked asphalt in front of the Ministry
A parade of tanks in fact
does not change space in any way
still less time
In the barrel of the gun lies the future
and the manifold past of the flesh –
under the steel there lurks
a return to the beginning
and the end
History is divided by the passage of brigades
Because of their march we
cannot get across