Voda ime
"Me and the water are part of one big water. She is my name, and the water always runs out before my name..."
1988, October 30. Slutnja wrote the truth. Twenty-nine-year-old poet Radula Željko Damjanović disappeared in the Drina with his friend Spasoje Paja Blagojević. They were looking for him for 60 days. In the end, it was as the poet himself had foreseen: In November, December, on the night when the years change, the poet was found by a shepherd.
That poetic premonitions are not just a metaphor is evidenced by what the Montenegrin poet Radule Damjanović left behind in the form of memories and writings. On the verge of unbelievable, he overlooked his tragic death in detail...
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