The cyan plate brings in the freshness,
a piece of the sea into the apartment,
into the cave in a rectangular boulder.
There are a couple of lines, details
in a warm brown, on the edge of a red here and there.
I think it was because of the plate
I fell in love with the dark,
earthy shades.
We picked out it‘s white limestone
on the carst shore of Lefkada‘s south horn,
and the two black pebbles wandered into
our coffee grinder,
and they‘re here since then.
I added two crystals,
very small,
quartz, like a piece of glass, and a black one.
I light up the tea lights,
eucaliptus smells around me.
The night is hot, I won‘t even notice
July, once it shows up.
The movement tonight reminds me
of something I felt a long time ago.
Comment: I could get lost in the beauty of my little plate
and fullfilment is simply there.
Modrozeleni tanjirić donosi svežinu,
donosi delić mora u stan,
u pećinu u četvrtastoj steni.
Ima par linija, detalja
u toploj braon boji koja vuče na crvenu tu i tamo.
Mislim da sam zbog tanjirića zavolela
sve boje zagasite,
zemljane nijanse.
Beli krečnjak na njemu smo izabrali
na kračkoj obali Lefkadinog južnog roga,
a dva crna kamenčića su nam zapala
u mlin za kafu
i od tada su tu.
Dodala sam i dva kristala,
vrlo sitna,
kvarc kao staklo i jedan crni.
Palim tri čajne svećice,
oko mene miriše na eukaliptus.
Noć je vrela, neću ni primetiti
jul kada stigne.
Pokret me večeras podseća
na nešto što sam osetila davno.
Komentar: Mogu da se zanesem lepotom mog malenog tanjira
i ispunjenost jednostavno dolazi.