Poetry from Dusan Stojkovic

Closeup headshot of a young light skinned man with only a little bit of hair on top of his head, a black turtleneck, and two rings on his right hand. Behind him is a forward-facing image of himself as if projected on a screen.
Dusan Stojkovic

THE NATURAL CAUSE OF THINGS 

I've heard
from old stories
that some Gypsies
taught a horse how to starve.
It died after a while.
/as soon as they taught it how 
to starve, it dropped dead/

It will be heard
from our story
that a poet 
taught a woman how to get over.
She left after a while.
She learned how to get over
and fell in love with someone else.

/the natural course of things/

*

A CLOUD IN TROUSERS 

During those years
I was a cloud
In trousers.
I was Mayakovsky.
And I did not want 
To be a poet
Not at least your poet
Or theirs.
I did not want them to say
How I lived
Or died because of you.
How I died because of love.
I wouldn't want them to be wrong.
I lived love 
With you
And with everyone of them.
During those years
I was a cloud in trousers
With a hole on the belt.

*

Dušan Stojković was born on June 27, 1994.
He lives in Grdelica (Serbia).
He published the collection of poetry "YOU ARE NOT CURSED - It entered the chest, it came out (2021) and the collection of poetry "GRIEF - You irretrievably went to the fields" (2023).
Together with Jelena Sarić Cvetković, he is the founder of the Association MUK (Young Artists of Culture), he is the general director of the international chamber of writers and artists CIESART for Serbia, he is a member of the BUKA Association and the International Association of Writers and Artists GORSKI VIDICI from Montenegro.