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...

An Elegy For Syd Barrett by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] They ran out again –the guards were having a breakand the dose was weak –,but they did cause no problemsand they came back to their pens. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Mitja Lovše is a writer, a performer and a...

The Profusion Of Silence by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] The synths are silent,the concert was stopped againas the gas cut inwithout a compromise;this land was my land... [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Mitja Lovše is a writer, a performer and a director from Slovenia. He works within the fields...

The Proposition by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] The build-up crashed,the previous came backto haunt the plansthe winners had for the state –they're all in the books now. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Mitja Lovše is a writer, a performer and a director from Slovenia. He works within...

A Pentimento by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] The skies complement my mood.I am astounded by the factthey reflect how I feelat each moment. I don't go out now for this.I stay in my dwelling,looking away frommy window. The skies follow me inside.The roof can't stop...