Summary
Sajsi MC: What's up with the building?
"She sleeps badly, sometimes she walks naked, there is no peace... Ivana writes from the place where the world enters her, exactly where the outside breaks into the inside. That contact, that interruption, is the most intimate possible place. So intimate that it seems to me that I know what it's like to be Saisi... The hardest thing for me is that she sleeps badly and has no peace." - Construct "In this poetic diary, Ivana Rašić reaches out to Saysa MC and helps her off the stage. When the spotlights go off, the rhythm remains; the songs pulsate like night parties, restless and passionate. The rhythm is slower, but the rhythms are deeper." - Radmila Petrović "These poems are in a way a scrapbook or rather - a memory; the aspiration to find ourselves not only in space but even more so in time, as if we clearly see ourselves growing, through time, in public transport, on the edge of the park, in the only possible way - in language, verse by verse, and there is life, physical, travel, passionate, which can only be written down by its only witness. And life in language sometimes becomes poetry written by a woman, perhaps a girl, who speaks to us with words, he cheekily and tenderly reveals - because we are the language we use, we are the poetry, the song. Perhaps this is what makes buildings blister, because what else blisters them than what blisters those who inhabit them." - Marko Tomas
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