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“SPHERE”CEEC

HAIKU

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Izdavač / Published by:

Ekološko-etnološki kulturni centar “Sfera” /Center Of Ecology, Ethnology and Culture “Sphere”

Novi Sad, SERBIA, 2012

COPyRIght © 2012 by gORAN POlEtAN

DESIgN & lAyOUt : SRBINDA

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval

system, transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying,

recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the author.

ISBN : 978-86-85539-11-4

CIP – Каталогизација у публикацији

Библиотека Матицe српске, Нови Сад

821.163.41-193

ПОЛЕТАН, Горан,

Prosto rečeno = Simply said : haiku / goran Poletan. –

Novi Sad : Ekološko-etnološki kulturni centar ‘’Sfera’’, 2012. - 123 str.

Način dostupa (URl) : http: //www.srbinda.com/. Uporedo srp.

tekst i engl. prevod. – Beleška o autoru: str. [ 124 – 125] .

ISBN 978-86-85539-11-4

COBISS. SR – ID 274826247

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4 5

Vjetar, vragolan,

miluje sve ruže redom

- one se crvene.

The breeze, a rogue,

caresses all the roses

- they blush.

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6 7

Jastreb bijelog

goluba uhvatio

- jede slobodu.

A hawk catches

a white dove - it devours

the symbol of peace.

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8 9

Ljetnji pljusak sve

tjera u bijeg - ne i

starog pijanca.

A summer shower

forces all the people to run

- not a drunk old man.

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10 11

Između dvije

žene, dijete izabra

ružniju – majku.

Between two women,

a child chooses the uglier

– its mother.

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12 13

Nepomične, kao

razbacano kamenje

- ovce u polju.

Motionless, as

scattered stones

- sheep in a field.

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14 15

Na crvenom pijesku

pustinje, samo gušter

prkosi suncu.

On the red sand,

just a lizard is defiant

to the sun.

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16 17

Dani sve kraći.

Cvrčak pjeva neumorno

- zna neće još dugo.

As days are getting shorter,

the cricket sings tirelessly

- knowing it won’t last.

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18 19

Stranac prolazi

žurno, sa vrećicom

- klatno u ruci.

A stranger hurries by,

with a plastic bag in his hand

- a pendulum in motion.

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20 21

Na ulici – ljudi

se sastaju i rastaju,

bez svoje volje.

On the street – people

meet and depart from each other,

unwillingly.

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22 23

Pod svjetlom mjeseca,

pauk krenuo u gozbu

- gušter takođe.

Under the moonlight,

a spider heads off to a feast

- so does a lizard.

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24 25

Samo se sova

na kratko javi i šuma

opet utonu u muk.

The hoot of an owl,

and the forest once again

falls into silence.

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26 27

Kao nekakva

štapom podbočena

starica – koliba.

Like an old granny,

using a stick for support,

- an old hut.

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28 29

Okrezavio

od starosti i ptica

- suncokret.

Toothless

from old age and birds

- a sunflower.

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30 31

Čovjek i pas,

u jutarnjoj šetnji.

Zamišljeni.

A man and a dog

on a morning walk,

lost in thought.

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32 33

Bježeći od

vjetra, list nađe zaklon

u plitkom rovu.

Running away from

the wind, a leaf finds shelter

in a shallow ditch.

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34 35

Podnevna žega

i zveket motika po

suvoj zemlji.

The midday sun

- and the clanking sound of hoes

over a dry soil.

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36 37

Nebo prosulo

ogledala po putu – ptice

ih piju zajedno.

The sky spilled

countless mirrors over the road

- birds drink them with joy.

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38 39

Poplava. Rijeka

pokrala bundeve i

pobježe sa njima.

A flood. The river

steals several pumpkins and

escapes with them.

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40 41

Rijeka daje

praznu bocu obali, pa je

uzima natrag.

The river gives

an empty bottle to the shore

and takes it back.

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42 43

Izgubljenu

lutku rijeka ljuljuška

- da je utješi.

The river rocks

someone’s lost doll, trying

to comfort it.

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44 45

Komarci se raduju

zalasku sunca. Njima se

niko ne raduje.

Mosquitoes look

forward to the sunset – no one

looks forward to them.

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46 47

Ptice pojele

trešnje – peteljke ostale

meni za čaj.

The birds have eaten

all the cherries – the stems

remain for my tea.

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48 49

U noćnoj šetnji

uplaših zaspalog psa

- i on mene.

During an evening walk

I frightened a sleeping dog

- it frightened me too.

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50 51

Na pustom polju,

veliki kamen i ja

- sa sjenkama.

On an empty meadow,

a large rock and I – each with

a shadow.

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52 53

Riječna struja

odnosi sve osim pataka

i vrbovih grana.

The river current

carries everything away, except

ducks and willow branches.

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54 55

Šetah sa rijekom

neko vrijeme, a onda

se raziđosmo.

For a while,

I walked with a river,

then we parted.

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56 57

Na pustoj poljani

crno, osušeno drvo

- poletje gavran.

A lifeless tree

in an empty field

- a raven starts its flight.

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58 59

Pijanac priča

- konj samo potvrđuje

klimanjem glavom.

A drunk man is

talking – his horse is nodding

in agreement.

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60 61

Ispred vrata

djed otrese snijeg

sa male jelke.

At the door step

- grandpa shakes off snow

from the Christmas tree.

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62 63

Nova godina

- gledam nove čestitke

starih prijatelja.

The New Year

- I look at new post cards

from old friends.

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64 65

Subotnje veče.

Zaleđenom ulicom

jure vatrogasci.

Saturday evening.

A fire engine speeds

along a frozen road.

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66 67

Na žeravici

puče pečeni kesten

- uzdahnu starac.

On the hot coals

bursts a burnt chestnut

- the old man sighs.

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68 69

Baka plete šal.

Vunicu iz kutije

razvlači mače.

A granny is knitting a scarf

- the kitten is picking at the

wool from the box.

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70 71

Starčevu pjesmu

podignutim uhom

osluškuje pas.

With a lifted ear,

the dog listens to the old man

softly singing.

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72 73

U kuhinji

zamirisa pečenje

- dotrča mače.

The smell of roasted

meat from the kitchen

lures a kitten.

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74 75

Ispucalu zemlju

prekopava seljak

- za njim i ptice.

The cracked soil

is tilled by the farmer, and once

again by the birds.

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76 77

Farmer priča

i strpljivo tjera muve

sa grubog lica.

The farmer is talking,

patiently chasing off flies

from his face.

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78 79

Spaljena livada

- u jutarnju tišinu

spušta se vrana.

A burnt meadow

- the crow lands into

the morning silence.

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80 81

Podnevna žega

- na kraju farme treperi

stado ovaca.

A midday haze

- the sheep shimmer

at the end of the farm.

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82 83

Iznad mladog žita

vjetar ljulja vrane na

strujnim žicama.

Above young crops,

the wind sways crows on

the power cables.

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84 85

Zalazi sunce.

U ispucaloj zemlji nestaje

sjenka mravinjaka.

The sunset.

The shadow of an ant hill falls

into the cracked soil.

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86 87

Tavanska vrata

glasno otvara i zatvara

pustinjski vjetar.

A desert wind

loudly opens and shuts

the attic door.

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88 89

Na plastičnom stolu

veliku lubenicu jedu

djeca i ose.

On a plastic table

- children and wasps share

a large watermelon.

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90 91

Školski raspust

- u dvorištu, zrele trešnje

niko ne bere.

The holidays

- no one is picking ripe cherries

from the schoolyard.

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92 93

Napuštena farma

- na zarđaloj žici vise

zrele kupine.

An abandoned farm

- ripe blackberries hang

on a rusting fence.

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94 95

Stari zidni sat

otkucava ponoć.

Cvrčak još cvrči.

The old grandfather clock

chimes to announce midnight

- the cricket is chirping.

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96 97

Sa kamenih brda

dozivaju se čobani

- ječi dolina.

Shepherds call

each other from the stony hills

- the valley echoes.

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98 99

Zalaja pas.

Nisku ogradu preskoči

uplašeni kengur.

A dog suddenly barked

- a scared kangaroo jumps

over the fence.

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100 101

Suvi list

sa paučinom njiše

jesenji povjetarac.

An Autumn breeze

swings dry leaves, attached

to a spider’s web.

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102 103

Podnevna žega

- dječak, go do pojasa,

tjera stoku i muve.

The midday heat

- a boy stripped to the waist

drives the oxen and flies.

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104 105

Pustinjski vjetar

izbacuje iz metalne cijevi

čudne zvuke.

The desert wind

- from a metal pipe emerges

a strange sound.

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106 107

Prve krupne kapi

kiše na vrelom betonu

- ubrzaše mrave.

The first large rain drops

landing on the hot concrete,

speed up the ants.

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108 109

Stric četvrta

paradajz – soli ga

i jede u slast.

My uncle quarters

a fresh tomato, salts it

and eats it with joy.

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110 111

Prošla je ponoć

- zidni sat sve glasnije

broji minute.

As midnight passes,

the ticking of the clock

gets louder by the minute.

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112 113

Ispred mene

put nestaje u magli

- uskoro ću i ja.

The road slowly

disappears into the fog

- shortly I shall too.

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114 115

Krezavi seljak

zadovoljno tapše

debelu svinju.

A toothless farmer

is tapping his fat pig

- with great satisfaction.

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116 117

Muva u mojoj

čaši – šteta i za nju

i za mene.

A fly in my glass

- bad luck for

both of us.

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118 119

Motorna testera

zareza staro drvo

i šumsku tišinu.

A chainsaw

cuts into an old tree, and into

the forest silence.

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120 121

Gledam drugara

na samrti – umire

prijateljstvo.

I’m watching a friend

on his deathbed - a

friendship is dying.

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Između ljudskih

stopala mravi izvlače

ranjenog druga.

Between the human

feet ants are dragging out

their injured friend.

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Goran Poletan je rođen 1962. u Zenici, bivša Jugoslavija. Radovi su mu objavljivani na: engleskom, francuskom, njemačkom, ruskom, japanskom, švedskom, srpskom, poljskom, italijanskom, španskom, rumunskom, bugarskom i slovenačkom jeziku. Dobitnik je književnih nagrada u Japanu, Australiji, SAD, Srbiji i Hrvatskoj. Autor je 4 sa-mostalne knjige (u više drugih knjiga se pojavljuje kao ko-autor), uključujući i knjigu poezije, koja se bavi pred-hrišćanskom istorijom Evrope, sa nazivom STARE VATRE OPET PLAMTE.

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Goran Poletan - born in 1962 in Zenica, former Yugoslavia. His works have been published in: English, French, German, Russian, Japanese, Swedish, Serbian, Polish, Romanian, Bulgarian and Slove-nian. For his literary works he has received awards in Japan, Austra-lia, USA, Serbia and Croatia. He is the author of four books (in several others he appears as a co-author), including the book of poetry: An-cient Flames are Burning Bright, a book that explores the pre-Chris-tian history of Europe.

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