Putovanje kroz Istočnu Srbiju #1 : Imaj malo vere

„Leto i proleće Gospod sazda,kao što i psalmopevac reče,i u njima krasote mnoge:pticama brzo, veselja brzo preletanje,i gorama vrhove,i lugovima prostranstva,i poljima širine;i vazduha tananogdivnim nekim talasima brujanje:i zemaljske daronoseod mirisnih cvetova, i travnosne;ali i same čovekove prirodeobnavljanje i veselostdostojno ko da iskaže? Ovo sve, ipak,i druga čudna dela Božja,koja ni oštrovidni umsagledati ne može,ljubavContinue reading “Putovanje kroz Istočnu Srbiju #1 : Imaj malo vere”

Road trip Eastern Serbia #1 : Have some faith

“The Lord hath made bothspring and summer,As also the Psalmist sang,And all their delights:The birds their swift and joyous flight,The hills their peaks,The groves their length,The fields their breadth,The air its beauteous soft sounds,And the soil its giftsOf fragrant flowers and grass,And for man’s being itselfits renewal and joy;But who is worthy enoughto recount allContinue reading “Road trip Eastern Serbia #1 : Have some faith”

Savršen život zove

“Zašto nema starih, oštećenih zgrada? Grad star kao što je ovaj bi trebao da ima nekoliko njih, zar ne?” rekao je Zavierov deda, više komentarišući, što je razbilo tišinu sa kojom smo prešli već nekoliko kanala, posmatrajući savršene , visoke i tanke, ciglane zgrade i upijajući svaki njihov detalj. Rekavši ovo, imala sam osećaj kaoContinue reading “Savršen život zove”

Perfect life calling

„Why are there no old, damaged buildings? City old as this one should have few of them, shouldn’t it?“ said Z’s grandpa, mostly to himself, which broke the silence we enjoyed for few canals now, walking and staring at the perfect, tall and thin, brick buildings and soaking its every detail. By saying this, itContinue reading “Perfect life calling”

Otkrivanje Italije, deo 5: Uštipci i peščana planeta Tattoine

“O Dio” je bilo sve što je zacvileo s’vremena na vreme , kad god bismo prešli preko neke izbočine na putu, zajedno u paketu sa pominjanjem Svete Marije, Svete Lucije i ostalih svetaca onog momenta kad smo prešli na ulicu pokrivenu kaldrmom.

Disclosing Italy, part 5: Ushtipci and sandy planet Tattoine

“O Dio” was all he creaked from time to time, whenever we crossed some bump on the road, along with a load of Holy Marie’s, St. Lucia’s and other Italian Saints in the same package the moment we got on one of the cobblestone streets during our ride.

Otkrivanje Italije, deo 4: Un pezzo di cielo caduto in terra

„Kakvo dete“, pomislila sam gledajući Paola kako sedi preko puta mene u metrou kojim smo putovali. Tapkao je naizmenično nogama po podu dok je gledao okolo i zurio u ljude, osmehujući se i zagledajući svaki detalj njihovih lica. Duboki, muški glas najavio je našu stanicu, gde sam mu klimnula glavom kao znak da treba daContinue reading “Otkrivanje Italije, deo 4: Un pezzo di cielo caduto in terra”

Disclosing Italy, part 4: Un pezzo di cielo caduto in terra

“What a child”, I thought while looking at Paolo sitting across the coach from me in a metro we took. He was tapping his feet while looking around the metro and starring at people, smiling and soaking every detail of their faces. The deep, male voice announced our stop and I nodded at him asContinue reading “Disclosing Italy, part 4: Un pezzo di cielo caduto in terra”

Otkrivanje Italije, deo 3: Ma prima un’ cafe i kako je Karavađo postao vajar

“Ma prima un’ cafe!”, reče on, dok sam ja bila zauzeta brojanjem svih statua postavljenih između visokih stubova Piazze del Plebiscito, nazvane po plebiscitu iz 1860. godine, koji je Napulj uveo u Ujedinjeno Italijansko Kraljevstvo. Paolo me je pratio, prepričavajući priču koju je izmislio njegov otac, o raspravi između tri statue koje su stajale jednaContinue reading “Otkrivanje Italije, deo 3: Ma prima un’ cafe i kako je Karavađo postao vajar”

Disclosing Italy, part 3 : Ma prima un’ cafe and how Caravaggio became a sculptor

„Ma prima un’ cafe!“ said he, while I was busy counting all of the statues set between raising columns of Piazza del Plebiscito, named after the plebiscite taken in 1860, that brought Naples into the unified Kingdom of Italy. Paolo continued following me around, telling me story his dad had made up, about the argumentContinue reading “Disclosing Italy, part 3 : Ma prima un’ cafe and how Caravaggio became a sculptor”