Self-Blockade by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] I am in my room,while the sirens outside singfor me to leavewhat I have done to myselfas I still my sense of life … [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Mitja Lovše is a writer, a performer and a director from...

About A Death And A Surprise by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] All of your runs made no sense,you finished your well-being,no cure could've been found,prepare to die is a greeting. Do not cry over such a turn,we have to go through this,everyone of us will reachwhat you are about...

The Spider by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] The web hasn't been untangled,too much got caught in there,but the spider disappearedand there is no substitute. Some would like to claimwe don't need this figure,we are free to do allwhat we wish for. This could've been fabulous,but...

A Dose Of Reality by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] Your fishes escaped,because they heard of their fates,though the route they usedfound them grasping for meaning,since they couldn't deal with freedom. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Mitja Lovše is a writer, a performer and a director from Slovenia. He works...

A Remembrance by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] Light the trees, they say,we shall deprive themof all they produce,they should die. The soldiers followed, they do,we are the good ones here,we read the right booksand listen to the greats. Locate the rest, they claim,we must catch...