A Shielded Class by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] We kept waitingfor the realityto confirmour truth. We slippedon the phraseswe should've putin the waste baskets. We watched our worldcolliding immenselyand we didn't stopour role in that. We are still fine –we never suffered. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Mitja...

Denial by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] A floating corpse?That one is you,waiting to befree at last. The end was swift,the knife did well,knocking downyour own self. The travel goes on,no stop is planned,pretending to caremight not work. Your journey is ongoing,whatever that usually means....

Sportaganda by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] Your homeland dependsupon the basketball teamto show the rest of the worldhow your smallness doesn't matter. Your homeland wishesthe team will win in the end,the parades shall be enormousand the elections shall be fair then. Your homeland plansto...

In The Middle by Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] The show has been done,the emperor was unmasked,yet no one says anything at all,his lackeys continue with the usual. Many depress over this fact –too many for that to be ignored –,though the good-natured ones nodto teach us...

Joyce Would Like A Word Mitja Lovše

[tabby title="Poem"] Alone as a waytowards the reachesthe situations wroughtin your patented dances You hurt to livefurther from thisand they applaudfor your courage Since everyone sawwhat has happened thenwithin the media complexyou signed your rights towards Ah the fragility of...