You can view the electronic file of the photo poem here: Imagining London in 40 days: post-Brexit.pdf

The city dreams.
Velvet tones
landing on the waters.
A touch of rubine beauty
descending
on city rooftops, terraces.

Verticals in longing, sleepless fountains,
opulent gardens, traces of wild jasmine and thyme
landing on the dreamers’ lips.

In the shadows of silent bells
muses, abandoned, ready to die.

The city is taking thoughts softly into its hands,
exhaling.

It sleeps.
Lungs resting.

Quiet arches on shadowy squares
open their hearts to passers-by

not ready for the bodies,
spaces
of the city’s invaders.

It awakes, breaths.
Hearts pumping.

Cranes move like spiders.

City folk
rush into their everyday lives,
convinced they hold the answers to global truths, facts.

The city
retells its stories backwards
to those

whose tongues
cannot be translated into the straight lines of city’s avenues,
narratives.

City’s folding memories,
historical dust
lost in time and space.

Birds sitting in stillness about to fly away into the skies.
Undoing sounds
of adistant melody.

Faces,
looking up.

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Grad sanja.
Baršunasti tonovi

spuštaju se na vodu.

Zrnce rumenkaste ljepote
pada na
gradske krovove, dvorišta.

Vertikale u žudnji, besane fontane,
bujni vrtovi, tragovi divljeg jasmina, timjana
spuštaju se na usne spavača.

U sjeni nijemih zvona
napuštene muze, spremne na vječni san.
Grad prihvaća misli mekano u svoje ruke,

Izdišući.

Spava.
Odmara svoja pluća.

Tihi svodovi na sjenovitim trgovima
Otvaraju svoja srca prolaznicima

nespremnima na tijela,
prostore
gradskih osvajača.

Budi se, diše.
Srca kucaju.

Dizalice se kreću paukovim hodom.

Ljudi iz Cityja
žure u svoju svakodnevnicu
uvjereni da posjeduju globalne istine, činjenice.

Grad
priča svoje priče unatraške
onima
čiji se govori
ne mogu prevesti na jezik ravnih crta gradskih avenija,
narativa.

Grad u preklapanju vlastitih sjećanja,
povijesna prašina
izgubljena u prostoru i vremenu.

Ptice mirno sjede, svakog časa spremaju se poletjeti.
Odmotavanje zvukova
neke davane melodije.

Lica,
gledaju u nebo.