Emilija Vasiljević
OPSJENA/ILLUSION
Krećem najbližoj rijeci
neka me s konopljama
polože
Tkalje bjeloruke
u košulju tvoju
utkaju.
Sjena svoje sjene
postajem.
Neka mi mladići ne grljeni
snove pohode.
Rumenilo na obrazima
ponovo neka cvate.
Poreći ću nas.
Ni trepnuti neću-
Neka mi uskrate
I cvijet i svijet.
Zatajit ću i sebe
… samo da tebe zaboravim.
Ema Emilija Vasiljević:
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ILLUSION
I'm going to the nearest river
let them lay me down
with hemp
Weavers white-handed
let them weave me
in your shirt.
The shadow of your shadow
I'm becoming.
Let the young not hugged men
visit my dreams.
Blush on the cheeks
let it bloom again.
I will deny us.
I won't even blink-
Let them deny to me
The flower and the world.
I will even fail myself
… Just to forget you.
Emma Emilija Emilija Vasiljević ,
Pula-Croatia
Translated by Darko Kotevski
