War Haiku : .

Poets in wartime : Jasminka Nadaskic Djordjevic

War Spring ninety-nine ... / Ratno proleće 99.

čudno proleće ...
polje maslačka - gore,
ljudi u podzemlju

strange kind of spring ...
field of dandelions - above,
people in shelters - below

prolećno nebo -
u trenutku eksplozije
nijedne zvezde

spring sky -
at the moment of the explosion
no one star

(tr. D. Anakiev)

jarni nebe -
v momente vybuchu
ani jedna hvezda

(tr. N. Morača)

devet sveća na torti
sve želje iste - nikad više
rođendan u skloništu

nine candles on the cake
all wishes are the same - no more
birthdays in the shelter

nebo crveno
od raketa - prolećna
ne baš tiha noć

red sky over our heads
with speed sharp lines of rockets
not so quiet spring night

udaljena letnja grmljavina
nikad više neću znati da li je
to možda neki bombarder

summer distant thunder
I'll never know more - is this
maybe some bomber?

tako "sigurna" u skloništu
deca su obavijena svim našim
suzama i strahom

so 'safe' in the shelter
children are covered in
all our tears and fears

Hladna, svetla prolećna noć.
Dekine oči pune suza: "Bože,
spasi decu od bombi!"

Cold and bright spring night.
In grandfather's eyes tears: "God,
save the children from bombs!"

u sliku ratnog
neba nad Beogradom
utrčala duga

into the picture
of war skies over Belgrade
intrudes a rainbow

mladu salatu
gledamo, ne jedemo -
ratno proleće 99.

war spring ninety nine -
we are watching, not eating
the young fresh lettuce

ratno nebo nad
Beogradom - ipak svi
gledaju dugu

war sky over Belgrade -
however, there is so many
rainbow watchers

ratno proleće
laste se nisu vratile
ove godine

war spring -
swallows didn't come back
this year

nakon bombi radio
i sitan glasić: "Jea ...
niko nije povređen!"

radio after bombs
and tiny voice: "Vow ... nobody
is violated!"

Sveta nedelja, bombe ...
ima li još išta sveto,
možda laži?

Holy week under bombs -
does anything now holy,
maybe lies only?

malo mira
otkako je počeo rat -
Uskršnja služba

a little peace
from the war beginning -
Eastern service

posle uzbune
uši pune tišine -
gluvo proleće

 after alarm
 ears full of silence -
 war hasn't spring

Jasminka Nadaskic Djordjevic
11300 Smederevo, Radnicka 1, Yugoslavia