Bog Miroslav Mandić Bog

ever since Ally's health problems started and I went to Scotland

English translations are sometimes late and I'm sorry about that

I hope Ally will get better actually I hope he will soon regain his health

and blessings in English won't be late

following few days blessings will be translated by Branka Zgonjanin

Ivana Djokic-Saunderson

as soon as I started going I saw it – the flower grown out of the concrete

who do you love-kiss – who does love-kiss You – the flower in the concrete

I love-kiss You – I am devoted to You – my flower – the paradise in the concrete

I am walking through Kosutnjak – I am all the time in the forest

in the forest I have met one rose

it was sixty two years old madam Rose

madam Rose is walking to strengthen her heart. I have enjoyed her cheerfulness and her healthy smile

Rose has shown me the roads through the forest. we sat on a bench to rest

we talked nicely. if we meet again in the forest that will be God – I said to her

when we separated I noticed that my

dictaphone dropped. I went back and I found it on the bench

even though I am first time in Her – the forest is completely surrendering herself to me

in the forest is alike in the water. I am all the time walking and all the time I am in the forest

through the forest I murmur (foresting)

forest paths are so soft and so giving

we are permeating ourselves and we are circulating ourselves

competition is disgusting

I have gone – forgive me if you haven't understood me

I have gone – forgive me if you haven't discovered yourself in me

I have gone – forgive me that I have ever thought that I am everything for You

here are coming first drops of rain

on this place was killed duke Mihajlo

I is God – You is the winner

I am Miroslav Mandic – You are the winner

I was drinking cold water from the Hajduk's drinking fountain

as much more I love the ups, the ups more love me

on the big up I have felt I am love-kissing the nerves in the spine of every single being

I am love-kissing You abstraction – sanctity of agreement

I love-kiss you circles – the art of supervention

I love-kiss you beauty – the ball of simplicity

I love-kiss You forest – the rose of the forest paths

forests, I am glad you are – the wooded, wait for me

I am quivering in the hearts

I am walking in the minds

I am singing with my stomach

ever since Ally's health problems started and I went to Scotland

English translations are sometimes late and I'm sorry about that

I hope Ally will get better actually I hope he will soon regain his health

and blessings in English won't be late

following few days blessings will be translated by Branka Zgonjanin

Ivana Djokic-Saunderson

yesterday Amica told me about Nataša who had adopted Ema and Millon

I am admiring to You, Nataša

I am admiring to everyone who receive the other into themselves

a mother dog which had adopted kittens

a thought which had adopted the other thought

a what which had adopted a how – a how which had adopted a who

everyone who had adopted the opus of the other man

more which had adopted more more more

the receiving – maternity of giving. The accepting – shelter of receiving

I am went

by this

path

for

Millon

Millon, beautiful boy, take care of Ema and Nataša

the music of this blessing is taking care of You forever

I am adopting you my adopters

I am adopting You the giving

I am adopting You the receiving

joy

joy

joy

all beings are love-kissed

walking

creating

singing

all beings are love-kissing

breathing

fucking

dancing

all beings are eternal

h

h oda m

m

(walking-ode)

ode of walking ode of joy

the music of all beings is in the freedom of all beings

the music of the rain worms

the music of the things

music of the conscience

I am receiving You, the receiving

I am giving to You, the giving

all in one is

ever since Ally's health problems started and I went to Scotland

English translations are sometimes late and I'm sorry about that

I hope Ally will get better actually I hope he will soon regain his health

and blessings in English won't be late

following few days blessings will be translated by Branka Zgonjanin

Ivana Djokic-Saunderson  

the taste of the first sip of coffee

the art of every second

the art of all beings

rub out my feet

with the bud

with the moment

the art of the moment is in singing (with) the moment

tren

tren trenu tren

tren

(tren=moment)

in the moment lives eternity

only the moment can receive in itself the eternity

only every being carries in itself all beings

suspenders from a good boy are singing

alone on the road

alone rose

touch

dodir

dodir dodiru dodir

dodir

(dodir=touch)

rub out my knees

with the bud

with the moment

Miroslav Mandic art

84600 small circles

84600 seconds

the circle of every day

of every moment

singing Miroslav Mandic

rub out my thighs

with the bud

with the moment

you are singing to me

and the foot and the knees and the thighs

with the bud

moment

om

blue on my fingers

life is born from anything

when somebody to somebody else does something nice

when somebody to somebody else does something good

when nice to good and round to rough

when good to nice and soft to sharp

a dog that runs to exhaustion after his owner who left him

those who are hurt are hurting the most

not inferiority but tranquillity

not melancholy but repentance

through brotherhood of all people

through sisterhood of all beings

kiss of gratitude and gratitude kiss

I love-kiss everybody who implants other being in themselves

I love-kiss eternal art that contains all arts

I love-kiss eternal art that is just art and that contains all beings

this is a reward for art that is not being assigned

a reward that constantly lasts for all beings

just through existence everybody is a winner and is rewarded

just please without any associations

with the speed of a snail

with the heart of a turtle

with the mind of a victim

what everybody can

what begins here

what is for the first time now

we are smiling to the names of the winds

we are playing through compassion

it will be raining. I’ll wash the blankets for the weekend

yesterday in the afternoon I took from the open market stall

peaches that were left and I began to love Ban’s Hill open market

peach to a fig

boundless and timeless delight of one to everything and everything to one

red on my toes

poem is one

love is one

there is no end to gratitude

I love-kiss You poem

I sing You love

everything is blue

everything is underlined

everything is in everything

Universe in Universe

horse power in horse power

mare’s acceptance in mare’s acceptance

sea in the open sea

I am a horse which sings the poem to the mare

You are a mare which accepts my poem within her

poem is one

love is one

there is no end to gratitude

horse power is goodness

horse suffering is beauty

poem is one

love is one

horse is tender brutality

mare is brutal tenderness

mare we are together so as to love-kiss each other

horse we are together so as to be one and only love-kissing

mare we are together so that we would love-kiss all beings

horse we are together so as to love-kiss God

I

cover

you

with

singing

you

sing

me

with

acceptance

I

am

a

poem

sing

me

within

yourself

I

sing

you

in

your

listening

my

horse

within

me

I

hug

you

my mare within me I love-kiss You

poem is love

horse’s goodness lies with his mare

mare’s beauty lies with her horse

free horses

free horses are setting people free from human need to abuse horses

free horses are peacefully grazing God’s grass

free horses are joyfully breathing God’s air

free horses are trotting through free hearts of all beings

free horses live out of freedom

free horses are living for the freedom of all beings

free mare and free horse are one freedom

freedom of all beings consists of sisterhood and brotherhood of one and only freedom

everything is in the lizard

little snake is everybody

herbal cheese on a slice of bread in the dusk through the woods

apples picked up from the ground

smell of the railway tracks

sips of cold spring water

hermaphrodite snails which are mating for hours

sunset which is sheltering all beings

horse power is within mare’s steadiness

horse’s freedom lies with his mare

mare’s freedom lies with her horse

blue horses in blue moonlight

freedom is nomadic conversation of free horses

freedom is agreement in passions and merging in tranquillities

freedom dances in the centre of every being

freedom sings from the edges of all beings

freedom e  x   t    e     n      d       s        itself towads freedom

freedoms permeate eachother

mare’s path is within her horse

horse’s rose is within his mare

path

Mar and Horse

I wish to everyone who celebrates anniversary of their first fucking today

to celebrate it with even more beautiful more sensible and more divine fucking

fucking my mare-like mother

fucking my horse-like father

fucking my colt-like eternity

my beloved fucking – fuck yourself fuck – my most fucked fucking

every word of mine is foaling

I’m foaling You poetry of yet uncreated world

You are foaling me po-ethics of this world

football film and avant-garde art have foaled me

I have grazed the grass of great artists’ art

I drank the water of brave women and men’s works

I fucked the mare of ideals – my horse-like mare kissed me through sacrifice

I was admiring the mare who fucks only in flight and only with her horse

I love You mare of truth

I love You mare of compassion

I love You mare of freedom

I love You mare of non-possessing

I love You mare who give birth to the works of your horse

my mother is a mare

my father is a horse

my wife is a mare

my son is a horse

my daughter is a mare

we are all horses – born here and now – in God – God’s

I Miroslav Mandic horse – mare and horse in each other

joined thumb and index finger

this horse-like writing makes me feel good

same way she likes repetition and he likes monotony

I’m so much a horse that I’m a donkey

donkey of youth that saved me with innocence

Miroslav Mandic you fool I love-kiss only You

Van Gogh knew that he moved great quantities of love

and that he will be one of the most loved creatures that ever existed

I love-kiss You my Vincent

just to let You know that I’d love if You would make elixirs of love instead of every verse

this was written just like that – horse-like

Horse poet – husband to my Mar

signed with the thumb