Buzara
Lemon peel
Fish scales
And seashells
I have to deal with this
Knife has it's purpose
To scold off the scales
Inside of the fish is still frozen
I need this
I feel this
Lemon peel
Juice that burns
An acid that makes me smile
Some mussels and shells
Buzara prepared
Touch of sea flavours and breadcrumbs
Lumps in my throat
Coats the flavour of the sea
But i still have to peel
The inside of myself
It never ends
Hand to hand with the chef
Philosophy more like entropy
Enthralled with the smell
Bloated with herbs
A new dish with olive oil
Needs to simmer, boil a little more
Before i serve it, before i adore it.
By Marko Tivanovac

















