Pažnja

Kupila sam plavu ružu.
(modro plavu)
Kinesku.  Od drveta koje liči na papir.
Baš lepo izgleda.
Sebi sam je kupila.
Moja ljubav je negde
razmišljala računala poredila
da li se ova ljubav isplati.

Dan je bio lep ali povučen,
kao ljudi pred kišu.
Ručala sam vino i salatu.  Odspavala.
I pomislila na redovnost.
Mada sam sanjala nešto
strašno, požar, užas, kraj.
Uverljivo.
Mislim da smo svi izgoreli,
a posle pevali.

Ali nisam sigurna.
Takva se budim.

ATTENTION

I bought myself a dark blue rose.
Chineese. Made of wood resembling paper.
It is beautiful, it is indeed.
I bought it for myself.
My love was somewhere
thinking calculating weighing
whether this love was worthwhile.

The day was nice but subdued,
like people before the rain.
I had wine and salad for lunch. I took a nap.
And I thought of ordinary things
alhough I had a dream of something
dreadful, with fire, a terror, a final ending.
It was convincing.
I would say we were all burnt out,
and singing afterwards.

But I am not sure.
That's how I wake up.

Poèmes traduits du serbe en anglais par l’auteur

Poem from the collection Twenty Poems About Love and One Love Poem – Dvadeset pesama o ljubavi i jedna ljubavna