Ponoćni glagoli
Marko Pogačar's language machine continues to heat up at full speed, as the new collection Ponočni glagoli beautifully testifies.
The poet sucks up colorful language material and returns it enriched like uranium, processed into a complex rhythmic poetry of jumpy associativeness that always opens up new options, reflexive and flexible reflexivity and imagery that breaks the shackles of the expected.
Perhaps this time the phonetic dimensions of the language - the author's primary and permanent themes - are even more strongly expressed - the alliteration is intensified, especially more often we hear the rustle of palatals and atmospheres, wind and north. The collection teems with flora and fauna, it thrives and crawls and rustles – and there are a lot of verbs in general – crawls and soars high. To a greater extent than before, some ancient characters, ancient and biblical, naturally Rimbaud and all the explosive potentials of writing have taken up residence in the verses, because it is poetry, a short conspiracy of display-language.
Two copies are available
