Is not a chanticle than Antic – Personal views

Višnji gave a good time, and we had a wide educated and the lead guide of Goran Lučić. What did we see there and felt there? Serbs watch Serbia in Serbia as in Zvezda from the East. They expect her to save her. There is no living there: Trebinjci (podium) earn bread in Dubrovnik. There, the waiters, do physical jobs, and some famous doctors go there for much greater salary.

Trebinjska pijaca, in the parking plane park, is a kind of showroom of the most diverse goods, from healing grass, tempting bacon, sausages, various cheeses, to hard wine and brandy of the monastery. Every seller will be happy to talk to you even if you are not a customer but only a viewer.

The guide does not miss the opportunity to turn around Serbia, that Luka Ćelović, a great benefit of the University of Belgrade, Trebinjac, is that Jovan Dučić is written on his monument, poet.

The Penet Noun was written by the Ekavica as a sign of Belgrade, which helped him achieve a diplomatic career.

Visit of Herzegovina Gracanica, on a beautiful church hatchway from where the view falls on the boulder Krševiti Leotar, Vijecta Trebišnjica and only Trebinje, is an experience that remains in the soul.

He did not express a desire to his eternal house by accidentally poet. In addition to the poet’s grave, which is in the same level, and in which the same inscription is as at the monument and itself, we reminded Dučić as the personalities of the poet, philosopher, the diplomat and Serbian diaspora leaders in America.

At the time of the post-war communist power, it was not in bookstores, libraries, in teaching programs, was declared a bourgeois writer. There, next to the poet’s grave, we heard his songs about the woman as a long-shot in silence from his imagination.

Whatever he lived, Trebinje did not forget, he always returned to him by bringing gifts of museum value. Its philosophical prose, in which the basic thought that the serenity was born in peace and silence, he called « mornings from Leutar ».

It reminds that the Noun Leutar comes from the Greek word elefteria, which means freedom. Dučić thus became a symbol of Trebinje, so the question of whether the Dučić is known for the Trebinje or Trebinje by Dučić. Maybe that city is going to be called Dučićevo.

In Mostar, we were enjoying Poetry Aleksa Šantić and admired his « Emini ». On a monument she has the face of innocent girls, and Condir in her hand is like that Wyar took him from the Kujundian workshop.

It was perpetuated by the poet. Unlike Dučić, the abdomen, which sings about women, the Šantić is all in hard folk treats, suffered because of a black bread is fooled, it is sad that skinny heads there, « Al ‘there is only silence in the God ».

He was the Israel of those who suffered. When 1878. Bosnia and Herzegovina became Austro-Hungarian Vilajet and when Muslims walked massively towards the Ottoman Empire, running away from the « Catholic hell, » Chantic begged « Stay here ». He was looking forward to Serb victories in the Balkan wars (« Srbadijo, Varna, / srbadijo, the rode mine ») sang about the powder of the Holy Sava. His aspended life began with a sparing of which Herzegovina did not see.

In the endless column, those who pray to the father, son and svyato spirit along with those who bow to Allah. Everyone griared him. But in recent times, his warmth flow was destroyed by earthly vandals. His monument threw themselves in the Neretva at the time of the last war from where he was taken out and returned to the park, to the old place when the warfire calmed down. But Aleksa Šantić, a symbol of Mostar, still has no serenity.

Milan Račić, in excellent text, published by Policy 24. Marta last year, indicates that some hot nationalist heads continue to bother the dead and the living poet, so the descendant wipes some letters. Now we found the same, sad state.

True, downloaded letter K from the name is replaced, but it is something brighter. But the first letter from Surname is missing, Pa Aleksa is now not a chanticle than Antić. We wonder where the city president, where are cultural institutions, do they see what is visible?

But there is something that can’t be destroyed. Pesnik’s poetry still lives.

The author is a retired professor

The author’s attitudes in the dialogue not necessarily reflect the editorial policy of Danas.