Are the fairies
Weaving rugs
The mottled ones?
At every turn – in Žepa countryside
Or the fairies
Have hidden
Beautiful kats Of the lasses from Žepa,
While they washed their faces
Early in the morning,
On St George day
With cold water,
All - over the Žepa county
Or, are those blossoms
The passionate souls
of the Shehids
Everywhere - in the land of Žepa
Angleški prevod: Đurđa Vukelić Rožić
HAIKU CHAIN
* * *
Two villages. All murdered!
And a witness is alive. But, well,
nobody will be punished
* * *
A baby has just been born,
but a demon arrives. A painful cry
swells! And a scream!
* * *
Heroes, as usual,
glorious and dead. The rulers -
alive and dangerous
* * *
Hello, my friend!
I am watching that face - of a friend
or of a cutthroat!
* * *
Bosnia’s gardens:
brambles and weeds--and quiet
golden lilies
