Mona Lisa Poem by Miroslav Mićanović

Ferries in transport have a right to time, to slowness that can surpass eternity, which means that their trajectory is probably part of the port's or captain's plan. That's how you can think about what you don't know. Ferries of different shapes and sizes are allowed to be marked with a few drawings, besides the name and number that is written on their huge hull. That's how you can think about that what is floating noiselessly one morning, like in a film or in metaphysics that still do not know about the eternal smile of Mona Lisa. In short, that kind of ferry with her image and smile is passing by right now, but your eyes are closed and lips are dry while you are kissing a woman, for the first time: once or more times and forever.

Translated by Luka Mićanović & Lyn Šikić Mićanović