on the occasion of the 100th anniversary of the death of Anđelija Lazarević
Paris remained distant, and the canvases unfinished.
Where the shadow cut short your flight,
your words, Anđelija, survived a century.
A room grows narrow when one suffers inside it,
and while this invisible thing smolders beneath my skin,
I gaze upon our undreamed City of Light.
It is a refuge.
And let everything pass — the century, the night, the shadow —
within the same frame, a tear hides itself.
Art was the only echo
where a suffering soul remains alive.
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Marija Božović is a Serbian poet born in 1991.
She completed her master’s studies at the Faculty of Philology of the University of Belgrade. She received the Third Commendation at the literary competition for the most beautiful short story organized by the Književni klub Ivo Andrić in 2025.
She writes poetry, short prose forms, and literary-critical reviews.
