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Freedom Throws The Prescribed Tomorrow Down The Mountain

by Jovana Backovic, Ana Seferovic

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Audio recording “Freedom Throws The Prescribed Tomorrow Down The Mountain” is a collaborative work of Ana Seferović, a poet and Jovana Backović. This is a part of their ongoing project “Introduction into the night rituals”, that gathers local stories and family mythologies about women of South-East Serbia. Both Jovana and Ana are born in Belgrade and living in London. This poem is from Ana’s poetry collection Materina and is read by Ana.

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Ana Seferovic - Freedom Throws The Prescribed Tomorrow Down The Mountain


The smell of autumn leaves -

Decomposing, melting


Walnuts and pears -

Ripening, falling


Smoke -

Branches, plastic, burning


Coal, wood sold by meter -

It is here, we have it, it is good


The birds are flying back to the South -

Constellations are gliding

Her mother came back from the mountain, smelling of wet wool, of animals and herbs

She brought a story of a woman, that lived there, not so long ago -

She threw 11 of her newborn children down the cliff -

They said, they were counting

She had many lovers -

They said they were watching

She wanted to keep it a secret -

They said they were sure of it

( I can hear them breathing through the walls

They have shiny teeth, sharp eyes )

But her mother thought that she simply didn’t want to have any more children

Sleeping with your husband was just another obligation to go through during the day

And now that forest is haunted by the ghosts of her children. And everybody knows that unchristened, dead children turn into noisy forest demons

A man killed a wild boar, an alpha male, that belonged to the forest - and that which belongs to the forest, that is forbidden. The demons got angry

Now, just two months after the kill, the hunter is dying of a fast developing cancer

His body is turning into wild meat

Untamed

Uncontrollable meat

His body turning into a demon that devoured him at the end

And of course it was a woman’s fault. A dead woman’s fault, that is

Everybody knows that women turn men’s bodies into wild uncontrollable meat

They found his freezer bleeding with boar’s blood, there was an unexplained power cut

The wild rotting blood was spreading on the carpet, smelling sweet and sickly - like a baby

Nobody tasted not a bite of that game

It is that time of the year, the month of slaughtering domestic animals. The animals are always given the same name. New animal, old name

The name lives, the animal dies

Every year, every moment, the mechanism is replacing its parts. Everywhere is the same. Only there, this is rather more obvious

Chimneys

Warm lights in windows

Sticky air, let’s stick together

Family

It never stops

Family

You are my family

It never stops

Animals

It never stops

You are my animals

It never stops

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released February 1, 2021

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Jovana Backovic London, UK

Jovana Backovic is Serbian born composer and performance artist based in London, U.K. She composes music that spans from electroacoustic/sonic art to music for theatre and film, as well as performing under the name ArHai ( duo with Adrian Lever ).

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