[tabby title="Poem"] They planned to talkabout the problems they have,they wrote them down,though the police were jumpy,the results lay on the fields. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Mitja Lovše is a writer, a performer and a director from Slovenia. He works in...

[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...

[tabby title="Poem"] The posters of the rulerthat has no clue on measurecombine some threads to solvethe riddle of the nation he occupied. We can't put him away quickly,because he is surrounded by those,who reached the high echelons of mightthanks to...

[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...

[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...