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<p>Kroz celu zbirku se kao crvena nit provlaci sav besmisao zivljenja danasnjeg pre svega urbanog coveka koji je kako pesnik lepo zapaza pretvoren u Oblik. Zaista savremeni covek je svojom bezosecajnoscu sebicnoscu faktickom usamljenoscu gramzivoscu i zapadanjem u duhovno nistavilo u ogromnoj vecini postao ono sto Sv. apostol Pavle naziva sarkykos ili kjerkegorski receno nije presao iz estetskog u eticki nivo egzistencije. Sve se to belodano vidi u skoro svim pesmama Radovanoviceve zbirke. Kao sto je svojevremeno primetio Ivan Rastegorac Radovanovic suptilno primecuje da su glavni problemi danasnjeg coveka gubitak orijentacije i animalizacija egzistencije. Drugim recima moderni covek lici na planetu koja se zbog gubitka sile gravitacije odvojila o svog sunca i bezglavo luta po svemiru.</p><p>(Vladan Jovanović)</p><p>-----</p><p>A stark resonant collection about life in the modern city-and the quiet ways it hollows us out. Vladimir Radovanović traces how today's urban human is reduced to a mere <strong>form</strong>: numb in feeling grasping spiritually exhausted alone in a crowd. Across these poems loss of orientation becomes a daily condition; existence slides toward the animal while conscience stands at a threshold it rarely crosses. Echoing the insights of moral philosophy without lecturing Radovanović shows how comfort can conceal decay how appetite crowds out tenderness and how a self without depth drifts like a planet torn from its sun-bright moving and terrifyingly unanchored.</p><p>Yet the book is not only diagnosis. Its pared-back lines and lucid images hold a stubborn hope: that naming the void is the first step out of it. Readers of contemporary urban-themed poetry will find a voice that is unsentimental precise and urgently humane.</p>