Zlatko Tomicic - Poems in Croatian and English - JCS 21

Zlatko Tomicic - Poems

CRNA KRV	BLACK BLOOD
Ženo lijepa, rodi mi devet sinova kao devet Smiljanića, devet junaka sred Ravnih Kotara.	Beautiful woman, bear me nine sons like the nine Smiljanićs, nine heroes amid the Ravni Kotari.
Neprijatelj bjesni i trijebi nas. Što smo mu skrivili? Zemlju nam otima. U gradovima gospodari.	The enemy is raging and destroying us. What have we done wrong? They are taking our land. They are ruling our cities.
Crna krv teče iz svih izvora. Zašto nema rata pod zviježdjem vrhovnog Raka? Kreću li se vojske od Dugoga Rata? Lete li ptice Krete ili od Skageraka?	The black blood flows from all sources. Why is there no war under the constellation of supreme Cancer? Are the armies moving from Dugi Rat? Are the birds flying from Crete or from Skagerrak?

JA SAM LIPA PREDAKA	I AM MY FOREFATHERS' LINDEN
Ja sam usamljena lipa predaka što cvate usred polja golema	I am the lonely linden of my forefathers which blossoms amid a vast field.

VRANA	THE CROW
Ruke se dižu pred vranom o drvo pribijenom. Njen otvoreni kljun bez glasa sije strah otokom.	Hands are lifted to the crow nailed to the tree. Her open beak voiceless sows fear through the island.

NAZOČNOST STRASTI	PRESENCE OF PASSION
Ovdje nema misli. Ovdje nema mudrosti. Ovdje je nazočna samo strast. Ovdje su odsutni taština i čast.	Here is no thought. Here is no wisdom. Here is present only passion. Here are absent vanity and honor.
Uholaža bez laži ulazi u glavu. Kunin rep kumi ljubavnika po obrazu. Ptica pjeva u svojem pepelu.	The earwig without a lie enters the head. The marten's tail entreats the lover's cheek. The bird sings in its own ashes. S.B.

HRVATSKA LJUBAVI MOJA	CROATIA MY LOVE
Hrvatska, ljubavi moja i ovdje sam tvoj sin i ovdje sam tvoje ime i tvoj sjaj.	Croatia, my love here, too, I am your son here. too, I am your name and your splendor.
Hrvatska, djevojko moja, svuda mislim na tebe, u svakoj zemlji te sanjam. u svaki te nosim kraj.	Croatia, my girl, everywhere I think of you, in any country I dream of you, in any land you are with me.
Hrvatska, gujo pod kamenom s golim trokutima i ilirskim mjesecom — tko na te s mržnjom stane past će mrtav od otrova tvoga.	Croatia, viper under a stone with naked triangles and Illyrian moon — whoever treads with hate on you by your venom will be killed.
Hrvatska, zvijezdo na nebu, tvojom pomoću stekoh sile svijeta, svjetlost jesi što pada na ruke iz tijela i krvi raspetoga Boga.	Croatia, star in the heaven, you helped me win the mighty world, you falling light on the hands from the body and blood of the Crucified God.
Ohrid, 1966	Ohrid, 1966 NIZETEO & TATUM