
Ibi, ljubavi moja
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Writing in the first person singular, Stojić depicted the life and dreams, experience and fate, defeat and loss of homeland of a generation, a city, an era.
A piano usually has 88 keys, 52 white and 36 black, from which 88 tones emerge. A pianist usually reads 88 notes. These 88 micro-proses simultaneously constitute one piano and one piano concerto.
This is a collection in which the city becomes an interlocutor, a space whose streets, parks and courtyards become places of encounter (with oneself).
The book of poems by Irena Skopljak Barić Moja begins unexpectedly with its ending, a decisive point that is a conclusion, appropriation and dedication, but shares them equally with others, "with my own".
The intense saturation and density of this poetry make it impossible to read this book in one sitting. It must be taken slowly and measuredly, as each poem requires a longer process of reception.
Fusions in search of fragments of identity, in a combination of verses and prose fragments, are at the forefront of this collection.