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["CATCH THE WIND You entered my life silently; Like the breeze cuddling one on the way. You gave me kisses and verses as gifts waving like the leaves of crowned green giant treetops. In the place where winds compose its symphonies, the wind of happiness embraced us for a moment. Catch the wind and ask it about me! \u00a0 Harsh words were brought and carried away by the storm. Sometimes the\u00a0wind brings to me The familiar scent of your tobacco. I\u2019ve touched the fluttering, cobweb-like clouds. I\u2019m singing the songs with no words, And the wind is taking them to you as a gift... \u00a0 Catch the wind and ask it about me. 101","A WALK IN THE WOODS I feel festive when I\u2019m in the woods. Woods\u0160EaTreNJaAtUem\u0160UpMleI for people, like a church is for the faithful. Sgruenerna\u0160Ktyurasemdaeasracejmeroshuhwria\u0161nnmuismnzaiganoltsdjhujerdr\u0107oeea,ulmegahsseeesnveo\u010dramnoo.us delighktfauol\u0161stomjeelclrokfvaphinraems, vmjeyrrntilceims,aa. nd laurels. WrappSeudn\u010dianneplzerakseursevi,jeI tsleitkornozagobreonsctahs.ne IhoTt\u2019onmihgtewhhlyiehusaMizSovtipbrceelzipusueihlunioloe\u0161nizjjsninkaaonnziomtneoennighmjnkueegmettgrriokkoosinecrigrui\u0161prngitunrknseohnsneagjareweeuacsesbamtcinfnoatitolijhfarussesspod,ejlktoletvoatieri\u0161dbafeb\u010donc\u0107,njaret\u0161iadimhe\u0111indspnmaetjsiijirg.ejniuttnvnegrl.aeg,elaikeonvltvugoeopsprbuasi..r, ds. It is fePstjeiveaj.uI\u2019kmaosdtaysienngatfjoer\u010dua long time and I\u2019mkorjae\u0107tue rpnjeivnagtibnlaejsljseepd\u0161e. . Sve\u010dano je. Ostajem dugo i vra\u0107am se posve\u0107eno. 102102","TO ZAGREB My ancient town, ZyAoGuR\u2019rEeBdUearest and most beautiful to me. I\u2019m a child of Ilica; its pulse is beating in me, mGDpMwriejraehynodteieuedsrdsemieana,vomaarejjnrddtIoldrrimcaewue\u017eva,innnyniic,\u2013jnIeoazybnjiloenqjeuouipn\u2019ber\u0161iiertl.oehodikls.duwc, aroeurbmledel.lnioi us, mYaougdrjeolbdilapnaalaocveosm, tsovwijeetru.crowns, Garnaddebmroojasdtasrtir, beuentstoavraendecorations and glory of the SipTtMtOajt\u0161oveoorinn\u0161oryweleojjoeeebksanu-tsaehnlev.uwniiluujo,gsealnnitvokycadereeusrpordemuoesctkpbtdooaoraimr-sjalweonnas\u0111feli\u010dniodeepidn,raipciyt.rkkooioknarslouuouggvnssrgitteashaadatlveoeule.r.ptnimarjeerevkdastahnodugthhte, faltered. hospitality, and pride. 103 103","You\u2019ve spread out your leaves from Sljeme to the Sava, You accept every newcomer in your ancient bosom. My ancient town, Wherever may I be in this big world, a sheer mention of your name exhilarates my soul, begets a lump in my throat and smile on my face. My free town, I\u2019m proud of your past and monuments. I\u2019m proud of your bright thoughts which raise new generations. My dear town, I\u2019m proud of being your daughter. 104","THE OCEAN OF LONELINESS The sailboat of my life is sailing over the infinity of the ocean of Loneliness. The cobweb of the past life is veiling my view. In my memories I\u2019m going through the album of the past. I\u2019m both sad and happy. I\u2019m collecting scattered memories and words, The author of this picture is Salim Ljuma, a professional painter 105","creating verses. Then I fade away, turned into verses. Verses are ignorant of time. They also don\u2019t know about distances. I travel with you in my verses. The sun is embracing us both with its long hands. Silver moon is smiling at us. We\u2019re skipping over the flake-like clouds, those eternal heavenly rovers...We\u2019re dancing. We are alone there, gifted by God\u2019s gift. We can soar into timeless wanderings, whisper dreams to each other, cuddle with verses, fly all over to the silent stars, the guardians of our pasts. I love sailing in my sailboat over the ocean of Loneliness. 106","EPILOGUE The most responsible and at the same time the most beautiful duty in our life is the continuous transformation of ourselves. On that road of self-discipline, organization, and patience, we are helped by the inner strengths of ourselves and the nature around us. That inner firmness, which is being acquired through overcoming crises, is a part of the wisdom that humankind must recognize and respect. Never forget to draw from natural strengths. We all are a part of the Universe; it is breathing in us. No other planet except for our planet Earth has got such physical diversity. Our planet hasn\u2019t got either a brother or a sister similar to it. Paradise is here on Earth. Let\u2019s cherish it. Our culture fights against violence, aggressiveness, egoism, and death in the interest of love and life. We\u2019ve got our minds and conscience and that makes us responsible to act that way. I am a life lover, love is my guiding light, an eternal optimist and here I am, working and creating at eighty years of age\u2026 In defiance of time! 107","108","ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS This book wouldn\u2019t have been written if during my life\u2019s journey, in my sailboat were not for the people who influenced me profoundly, who loved me and kissed me, and who raised me. Those people confirm that the pro- cess of acquiring knowledge lasts for the whole life. I learnt that I would never be old enough so I could say, now I know everything and I heard everything... I am endlessly grateful to my daughter Tamara for all that, for her love and friendship, and for her strict cor- rections of the language mistakes. I\u2019m giving my thanks to my friends Dragica, Marija, Djemila, Davorka, Branimir, and Edi for their encouragement and those small atten- tions and care, which only friends know of. My gratitude also goes to JURA photography shop in Zagreb for its self- less cooperation. I owe my special thanks to Zdravko Odor\u010di\u0107, the edi- tor, a gifted man of the Kultura Snova Association (trans- lator\u2019s note \u2013 Kultura snova in Croatian means The Cul- ture of Dreams). He was a dedicated and strict guide in my work. He patiently tolerated my wishes and changes connected to the covers of the book, title, format, etc. My conversations and agreements with him were very im- portant for me in solving small technical problems. He inspires my thoughts to start to move in a new direction. Great gratitude is deserved by my friend Davorka Flego, a renowned painter, businesswoman and poetess who painted the cover of this book. She had a free choice. When I took a look at the picture for the first time, I was a bit surprised. Davorka noticed that and she told me, 109","\u2013 I see you that way; always at movement, eternally young. Your astonishing energy doesn\u2019t allow me not to be able to do something. If my Slava can do it, so can I. You\u2019re beaming with good energy. I\u2019m giving my thanks from the bottom of my heart to all those people who helped in any possible way this book realise and be published. 110","ABOUT THE AUTHOR OF THIS BOOK Slavica Slava Bo\u017ei\u010devi\u0107 was born on January 10th in 1937. She was educated in medicine, journalism, and ecology. She worked within all the fields she was edu- cated in; she also lectured on the subjects Cultures of the World and Agenda 21 in Sweden. She lived in Zagreb for the first fifty years of her life. She has lived and worked in Sweden for 26 years. She or- ganised 360 exhibitions on various topics in Scandinavia, Croatia, and Serbia. She is an active mem- ber of the international organisations UN and UNICEF, a Swedish group. She is also a member of the Cultural So- ciety Re\u0161etari, then of the Kultura Snova Association from Zagreb. She is a co-organiser of the project called More na Dlanu (translator\u2019s note \u2013 More na Dlanu meaning in Croatian The Sea on the Palm of a Hand), which was held three times in Istra (Istria) with the finals in Rovinj (Rovigno). She is the announcer of the Cultural Circle of Rovinj \u2013 Kultura Snova, a member of the Matica Hrvatska, a member of the Centre for the Integration of the Romany People into the Republic of Croatia and EU, a member of the Association of the Romany Writers of Serbia, a mem- ber of the Global Literary Society of India, a member of the Pensioners\u2019 Association of Rovinj with whom she of- ten performs in the town of Rovinj, and she is also a mem- ber of the Pensioners\u2019 Literary Workshop of Rovinj. She has acted in the amateur theatre J\u00f6nk\u00f6ping in Sweden for 111","six years and in the series Krv nije voda (meaning in En- glish, Blood is not Water) in Zagreb. She has been the an- nouncer in the cultural programme of Sverige Radio (in English, Sweden Radio) for Croatian people in J\u00f6nk\u00f6ping for two years; during that time, she was sent as a news reporter to war-stricken Yugoslavia to report on the situ- ation and on that occasion was awarded for her work by the Sverige Radio and the UN group. She is the holder of the Peace Scholars Prize awarded by the Peace Interna- tional Academy. She is also the holder of the title Doctor Honoris Causa issued by The Institute of the European Roma Studies and Research into Crimes against Human- ity and International Law from Belgrade. She is also the holder of the title Global Poet 2022 issued by the organ- iser of the World Poetic Meetings from Texas, USA. Her poetry is published in seven world anthologies of poetry. She published three independent collections of poetry and participated in about 150 common and international anthologies. She lives and works both in Sweden and Cro- atia (more specifically, in the cities of Zagreb and Rovinj). ~~~~ * ~~~~ In this book, through poetry and prose, Slavica Bo\u017ei\u0107evi\u0107 offers her historical story, her experience and the wisdom gained through her life. In Defiance of Time is a record of a life that still lasts and will still last for long, since there are a lot of emotions composed in it, the emo- tions which defiantly break through the future days as the guardians of time. By writing this book of memories, she left for us a trace of the experienced love, happiness, sor- 112","row, and suffering, but as a strong woman, she goes on, leaving for us her experience written by her heart and soul, completely sincerely and with no reserve. She still contin- ues to live her love in defiance of time! Zdravko Odor\u010di\u0107, the editor 113","CONTENTS PROLOGUE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 AUTHOR\u2019S WORD . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 7 OUR BIRTHDAY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 9 Restlessness, Turmoil, Quest . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 11 OLD LOVE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 13 RESIGNATION . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 14 SEPARATION . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15 LIFE GAME . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 17 SOLITUDE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 18 A WISP OF HOPE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 19 A SOUL IN TURMOIL . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 20 I LOVE BEING A WOMAN . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 21 REQUIEM . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 22 & at a Day\u2019s Moment... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 23 I\u2019M WRITING THIS TO ALL THOSE WHO COME TO THE CROSSROADS WITH NO SIGNS AND MUST CHOOSE THE DIRECTION OF A ROAD BY THEMSELVES . . . . . . 25 TO DEATH . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 30 ROVIGNO (ROVINJ) . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 31 A GREEN BEAUTY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 33 TO MY TAMARA . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 34 114","Life...Happiness . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 35 LIFE IS A GIFT . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 37 RESTLESSNESS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 39 HAPPINESS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 40 TELL ME A STORY, TELL . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 41 A DAINTY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 43 I\u2019M COVERING YOU WITH MY KISSES . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 44 A POEM . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 46 LOVE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 48 LOVE TORCH . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 50 YOU . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 51 TO TUTI\u0106 BMW 2002 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 52 DO YOU HEAR ME? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 54 LOVE POEM . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 55 A BLISSFUL MOMENT . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 56 I DON\u2019T WANT TO WAKE UP . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 57 TO MURAT . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 58 LOVE STORY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 59 DEATH IS KNOCKING ON THE DOOR . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 61 BLACK CLOUD . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 63 HAPPINESS IS LEAKING OUT OF MY HANDS . . . . . . . 64 OUR WATCH . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 65 115","Fight for life\u2026 in defiance of time! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 67 FORGET ABOUT OUR WATCH . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 69 FESTIVITY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 71 IN THE EARLY EVENING . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 72 OUR DAY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 73 DELUSION . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 74 FAREWELL . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 75 IN THE GRAVEYARD . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 77 ABSENT-MINDEDNESS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 81 PARTING OF THE SOULS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 84 I WAS YOUR PRINCESS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 89 CARRY IT, WIND . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 90 MY ANGEL . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 92 NIGHT VISITOR . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 93 SORROWING, GRIEVING . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 95 A SPARK OF LIGHT . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 98 CATCH THE WIND . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 101 A WALK IN THE WOODS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 102 TO ZAGREB . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 103 THE OCEAN OF LONELINESS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 105 EPILOGUE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 107 ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 109 ABOUT THE AUTHOR OF THIS BOOK . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 111 116"]