Opis
Poetry is dangerous, for it must be lived. And yet not just in any which way – under the
illusion of safety – but rather always on the edge. On the edge of cognition, on the edge of
existence, on the edge of something else and on the edge of oneself.
Without being certain what something else is, let alone who you are.
Imitating what has already been said is easy. Say something that cannot be said! Do
something that cannot be done – be one with evil without any evil within you!
Conquer evil, without allowing it to affect you.
Nenad Šaponja
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