#kosovel

[tori-knez]

Martyrdom of thoughts. A blue sea. A grey jail. A soldier spiking desperate thoughts with his bayonet under the window. Pardon me. 'Never mind.' Sigaretta. Eine Edison. I can hear the blue sea throbbing steadily at my skull.

- Srečko Kosovel; Delirium

Slovenski original:

Martirij misli. Sinje morje. Siva ječa. Vojak nabada misli obupne na svoj bajonet pred oknom. Pardon. »O, nič.« Sigaretta. Eine Edison. Čujem sinje morje, ki bije enakomerno ob mojo lobanjo.

Srečko Kosovel; Delirij

[rottenette]

i just know all of you franz kafka bitches would go crazy over srečko kosovel

[ves-ljubi-junij]

Srečko Kosovel, The Face in the Window

O, you grey face

In the grey window of the coffee shop,

I love you.

You face - waiting, expecting.

An age of broken arrowheads,

Ships, masts -

A heart pierced through and through -

Eyes filled with grey inertia,

You'd know: like a flood of light,

It spills over us from the sky.

We'll watch the rocking of green seas

And see the horrible whirlpools,

And mast-bound sailors,

And we won't have to fear.

[asweetjane]

Srečko Kosovel

[bosstjanz]

#kosovel

[nesreckokosovel-blog]

Slovo

Tvoj smeh se je igral z mojo bolestjo, mogoče se ji je smejal; in s harlekinsko, namišljeno gesto poklonil sem se in vstal. Hotel sem angela te zatajiti, ti angel sredi srca, in hotel sem samemu sebi prikriti, kako si mi angel bolesti in zla. Ah, moja duša te bo ljubila, in sovražila, tajila te: z bolestjo, z ljubeznijo ti bo sledila — a pozabila ne. Srečko Kosovel

[lucerei]

crying because of the Kosovel family photo album

[lucerei]

Boston is accusing Einstein Einstein is banned. Relativity dangerous? In Berlin they are locking up Chinese students. Chinese students dangerous? The SHS is changing the government. It has changed many governments already. France. Spain. Morocco. The corporal terrorizes. The cop terrorizes. Big people live according to their soul's desire, small people by the letter of the law §x: 14 days in jail §y: to the gallows §z: Into exile. I have been locked up for 21 years. 10 times on the gallows I am exiled forever. Hey, darling, you would cry? But I cannot cry. I am as hard as  steel that has to pierce the heart.

Srečko Kosovel, Kons 4