SELMA KOPIC

SELMA KOPIC

Miracle Of Love

All desire

accumulated over the years,

was released that night.

There was no time to sleep.

In a hotel by the sea,

with a slight inclination,

a new dawn greets us,

with a clear light,

another sunrise joins us.

Wonders of nature, sky and sea,

are endless and large,

like the miracle of love

we felt that morning.

And fear arose:

Are we building a sand tower?

What if we wake up from this dream?

Will it be in reality as well?

Then the hope grows

that this dream will never pass.

And when there is no more heaven, sea,

common dawns,

you and me,

we will have

one dream come true,

we will have,

only ours,

memories.

 ČUDO LJUBAVI

Sva žudnja

akumulirana godinama,

oslobođena je te noći.

Nije bilo vremena za san.

U hotelu na obali mora

blagim naklonom

pozdravi nas nova zora,

svjetlošću bistrom

pridruži nam se još jedan izlazak sunca.

Čuda prirode, nebo i more,

nepregledna su i velika

kao čudo ljubavi

koju osjetismo tog jutra.

I bojazan se javi:

Kulu od pijeska da li gradimo?

Šta kad se iz ovog sna probudimo?

Hoće li ga biti i na javi?

Zatim naraste i nada

da ovaj san neće proći nikada.

I kad ne bude više neba, mora,

zajedničkih zora,

tebe i mene,

imat ćemo

jedan ostvareni san,

imat ćemo,

samo naše,

uspomene.

Let The New Poem Wait ...

On plain paper,

from the messy letters in my head,

the time is long overdue

to make the poem new.

On the sheet, already yellowed old

spots, furrows, patterns,

crumpled, torn edges,

and countless times written

one and the same name,

do not give that, on the new page,

bright, cheerful rhymes sprout.

And just about every time

when the arm moves

some new lines to write,

chasing determination, courage and strength,

I see that one and the same name

and feel

one furrow, painful but dear.

And I let go...

Let the new song wait ...

Let it germinate slowly and ripen

until time clears the furrow

and until fades

what was before.

PJESMA NOVA NEKA ČEKA

Na čistom papiru,

od u glavi zbrkanih slova,

vrijeme je odavno

da pjesma nastane nova.

Na listu već požutjelom starom

mrlje, brazde, šare,

zgužvani, poderani rubovi,

i bezbroj puta ispisano

jedno te isto ime,

ne daju da na novoj strani

niknu svijetle, vedre rime.

I baš svaki put

kada ruka krene

neke nove retke da ispiše,

hineći odlučnost, hrabrost i snagu,

ugledam ono jedno te isto ime,

osjetim

jednu brazdu, bolnu, al' dragu.

I pustim...

Pjesma nova neka čeka...

Neka polako klija i zrije

dok vrijeme brazde ne izbriše

i dok ne izblijedi

što je bilo prije.

War Again

I walked through town today

Empty streets

Closed stores

In the market, empty shelves

Abandoned parks

In heavy bags

Bread, fruit and pills

This is war

Again

Different aggressor

Different weapons

Different, twice older, me

Different, a hundred times more lonely, me

The same creepiness that feeds into the soul

The same concern for children and family

The same human natures

that suddenly show their true faces

Same disbelief

Same unpreparedness

Same astonishment

Whatever it is

War does no good to anyone

And two wars in one life

It's too much

It's too much

Rat opet

Prođoh danas gradom

Puste ulice

Zatvorene prodavnice

Pusti parkovi

U teškim kesama hljeb, voće i lijekovi

Ovo je rat

Opet

Drugi je napadač

Drugačije oružje

Drugačija, duplo starija ja

Drugačija, sto puta više sama ja

Ista je jeza koja se uvlači u dušu

Ista je briga za djecu i porodicu

Iste su ljudske naravi

Koje odjednom pokažu svoja prava lica

Ista je nevjerica

Ista je nepripremljenost

Ista zaprepaštenost

Kakav je da je

Rat nikome ne donosi dobro

A dva rata u jednom životu

Previše je

Previše je

SELMA KOPIC

SELMA KOPIĆ: Professor of Bosnian Language and Literature. Birthday: April 13, 1962. Place of birth: Tuzla, Bosnia and Herzegovina. Foreign language: English. Awards and representation of my works: First prize for the story on the occasion of World Week ''Every child needs a teacher'', Tuzla, 2006. THIRD AWARD '' Mak Dizdar '' for an unpublished collection of poems ''Puzzle'',  Stolac, BiH, 2008. (Croatian Cultural Society ''Progress'' Tuzla published 10 poems from this collection in the Gradovrh Yearbook).  Third ‘’Tihomir Lesic’’ Award for Newspaper Story, "Tuzlanski list", Tuzla, BiH, 2008.  ''The most beautiful songs of the region'', ''Avlija'' Rozaje, Montenegro, 2014. "Knight of European Poetry", PEN Center, Sarajevo, BiH, my poem is selected among the top 10, 2014. ''The most beautiful songs of the region'', ''Avlija'' Rozaje, Montenegro, 2015. Competition of Love ''Songs of Songs'', Mrkonjic Grad, BiH, Award for the most beautiful love poem about longing, 2016. 102 poems dedicated to the great poet, The Musa Ćazim Ćatić Literary Prize, Odzak, BiH-Munich, Germany, Anthology '' Das am onaj tihi lahor'', 2017. Contest of Love '' Songs over Songs '', Mrkonjic Grad, BiH, Award or the most emotional love poem, 2018. 142 selected poems dedicated to the great poet, Literary Prize "Musa Ćazim Ćatić", Odžak, BiH - Munich, Germany, Anthology ‘’Ne gledaj me, ljepote ti tvoje", 2019 . The contest of love '' Songs over songs '', Mrkonjic Grad, BiH, Award for the most emotional love poem, 2019. Competition of ''Miroslav Mika Antic'' Association Inđija, Serbia, Anthology '' Garavi sokak '', three songs, 2019. 142 poems dedicated to the great poet, Musa Ćazim Ćatić Literary Prize, Odžak, BiH-Munich, Germany, anthology in preparation, 2020. Yearbook of the '' Revival '' Municipal Society of Gracanica, Bosnia and Herzegovina, two stories, Magazine '' Avlija '', 2020.

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