'Knin Eclogue' and 'In Prvo Selo'
by Chris Agee
K N I N E C L O G U E
Out of the ten-kilometre tunnel, I was gradually
Spooked when we rose and rose into the high Lika
After its moonscape barrens: karst and mists, desolate
Woods infracted with burnt glades of spring pasture;
A thin line of gold foil threading the land’s dark mirror
To dunes of a blood-orange sundown. The houses
Everywhere boarded-up but untouched, no beasts
Or ricks in the fields, no house-lights or vehicles,
Only a dimly lit neighbour in the emptied hamlet
Where the horsemen passed by. Dark Orthodox
Domes, pockmarked, inhabiting a fairy-tale desolation
Unleashed by Croatian armour; here and there
One returnee’s outpost of entrepreneurial neon
New-shafting the gloom along Europa’s fresh tarmac.
Someday, grief-struck, a world-after-us might look like this.
April 2005, Knin Region, Croatia
(Operation Storm, led by the Croatian General Ante Gotovina, now in custody in The Hague, took place in August 1995)
First published in Studies (Dublin, Volume 95: Autumn 2006).
I N P R V O S E L O
In the tradition of the place, once or more a summer,
We return to our evergreen Žrnovo door
And find hung, leant or left round the bronzed handle
Or smoothed limestone threshold, some ghost-token
Of a visitor - a bow of straw, or sheer headscarf,
Or terrace cushion, or wildflower or bough plucked
Nearby at a moment’s notice. Sometimes, too, a gift
Materializes. Some tomatoes perhaps, or grappa
In a second-hand bottle, maybe a book or compote,
Lavender and oregano out of the adjacent fields,
Small cakes from a neighbour’s kitchen. And if
Merely a folded piece of paper, always with neither
Name nor note. Thus out of this village silence
Immemorial as Anonymous, you come to realise
You’re expected to intuit whoever it might have been
Who wished or needed seeing you at the dog day’s
Missed periphery. Though once in a blue moon too,
The gift-giver or visit, like a ghost guested all summer,
Asked after, stays unknown despite the guesswork.
Croatia, August 2005
First Published in The Irish Times, 10 September 2005
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