Special edition diogen haiku
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- HAIGA Haiku: Krzystof Kokot Photo: Adam Kokot
- Vesna G.Todevska, Macedonia
- Silva Trstenjak, Croatia
- Steliana Cristina Voicu, Romania
NO 38 PAGE 164 Angela Terry, USA autumn mist jesenja magla the heron’s stillness čaplju okružuje engulfs him njena tišina wrapping itself omotala se around autumn silence oko jesenje tišine early morning mist rana jutarnja magla HAIGA Haiku: Krzystof Kokot Photo: Adam Kokot Frans Terryn, Belgium Alle zwaluwen All the swallows Sve su laste vertrokken naar hun thuisland - departed to their homeland– otputovale svojoj domovini– hoe stil nu de schuur. the stillness of the barn. tišina staje. Maria Tirenescu, Romania a flock of swallows jato lastavica on the outskirts of village – na rubu sela– the corn leaves rustle šušti lišće kukuruza between sky and sea između neba i mora only the mist– samo magla– winter moon zimski mjesec NO 38 PAGE 165 Vesna G.Todevska, Macedonia Just wave on sky Tek val na nebu swans have gone labudovi otišli with wind s vjetrom Silva Trstenjak, Croatia kišni travanj: rainy April: jedna duga uvijek a rainbow all the time na kalendaru on the calendar peć iza kuće stove behind the house iz dimnjaka u nebo a blackbird takes off poleti kos from the chimney svih je boja all the colours osmjeh od sladoleda of an ice cream smile na dječjem licu on the child’s cheeks Charles Trumbull, USA she hides the henna ona krije naslikane flowers painted on her hands — cvjetove kane na rukama– February thaw otapanje u veljači Mirko Varga, Croatia Suho korito – Dry river bed– tražim izvor koji nikad I’m in search of the source ne presušuje that will never run dry Translated by the author Saša Važić, Serbia hello . . . zdravo... blossoming orchard, disappearing rascvali voćnjak nestaje in the scented fog u mirisnoj magli the sputter of pucketanje grandma's porcelain figures– bakinih porcelanskih figurica– a cold fireplace hladno ognjište Translated by the author NO 38 PAGE 166 Judit Vihar, Hungary E szív alakú szigeten This heart-shaped island Taj srcoliki otok virít már a already in bloom… već u cvatu… zsenge szerelem! young love mlada ljubav Translated by Anatoly Kudryavitsky Szikrázik a víz The water is sparking Pjenušavi mlaz sugár lövel magasba – a jet towards the sky– vode prema nebu– pillanat szökell utekao trenutak the moment escaped Christine L. Villa, USA opening my arms širim ruke to a slice of peach moon krišci mjeseca boje breskve winter tree zimsko stablo koi pond jezerce s ribicama koi my shadow shivers moja sjena drhti with the frost moon s mraznim mjesecom Steliana Cristina Voicu, Romania Wind bells Kineska zvonca A cherry branch in bloom Grančica trešnje u cvatu Swinging the Moon Ljulja mjesec Snow Moon Snježni Mjesec Flying with snowflakes Leti s pahuljama My red scarf Moj crveni šal Branka Vojinović-Jegdić, Montenegro juče je snijeg yesterday the snow prekrivao voćnjak– covered orchard– a danas behar today it blooms umjesto ptica instead of the birds treperi žuto lišće– yellow leaves fluttering– u mom voćnjaku in my orchard gazim pijesak! stepping on the sand! o, kako bole such pain from a grain zrnca u papuči in my sandal Yüklə 2,41 Mb. Dostları ilə paylaş:
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