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Tag Archives: Sava River
The Afternoon on the Sava
The journal RIC (red in corner) just published my essay about a long afternoon on a houseboat restaurant outside of Belgrade on the Sava River. It will eventually be a section of the book We: A Friendship, co-authored with Zarko … Continue reading
Sava River
these photos are from last april when the sava was NOT flooding. and here’s a site with lots of photos from flooding in Bosnia over the last couple of days.
The Draft: Vietnam
We sat on a bench on the bank of the Rhine River, about a kilometer, or was it a full mile, upstream from the Cologne cathedral and train station. He commented on the power of the flowing water, on the … Continue reading
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Tagged Cologne, draft card, Mormon mission, Rhine River, Sava River, Vietnam
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da!da!da!
He was exhausted, he told me, after five hours on the houseboat on the Sava River: food and wine and laughter and Mladen’s huge head and big ears and broad gestures and Zarko’s solicitous translations and Sophie suddenly winced at her back pain and … Continue reading
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Tagged Alex Caldiero, Dragoljub Milanovic, houseboat, Killer Joe, Sava River, Zarko Radakovic
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Serbia’s Greatest Living Poet
He told me that while on the houseboat on the Sava River, during the course(s) of the 5-hour meal, while Zarko was translating for Peter and the Serbian journalist, he approached Matija Beckovic and through the translation of Mladen Materic, … Continue reading
The Afternoon on the Sava: Second Draft
The Afternoon on the Sava Marco Polo imagined answering (or Kublai Khan imagined his answer) that the more one was lost in unfamiliar quarters of distant cities, the more one understood the other cities he had crossed to arrive … Continue reading
The Afternoon on the Sava
Every country has its rivers, he told me. That long afternoon it was the Sava River in Serbia, just a few hundred yards—several kilometers?—from where the river, more vast than any river in the American West that was his home, … Continue reading
Afternoon on the Sava River
The path from the dike to the houseboat where the magical afternoon unfolded over five hours
