"HAIKU OSLOBAĐA"-Damirov brodski dnevnik(1)

PISMO IZ BOCE

kroz brodski prozor
gledam, dan shto tone u
jesenjem moru

180. dan sam na vodi i penushavi trag moga broda dug vec 50.000 nautichkih milja. Suochen sa nepreglednim plavetnilom Tihog okeana duh klone i javlja se osecaj nishtavnosti. U osami brodske kabine postavljam pitanje nisu li svi ovi dani protraceni i shto je josh bolnije jeftino prodani za shaku dolara.
Ali onda. Onda se desi taj trenutak koji istrgnut iz vechnosti i pretochen u 17 slogova svemu daje novi smisao. Ta pesma kratka poput sna koja chini moju javu. Taj haiku koji me gura dalje. I onda josh jedan, i josh jedan, i josh jedan.

tek mesechina
obojila u belo
shum morskog vala

U potpisu: Damir Damir

A LETTER FROM THE BOTTLE

ship window
I watch the day sinking
in the autumn sea

It's been the 180th day on the water and the foamy trail of my ship is already 50.000 nautical miles long. Confronted with an immense blue of the Pacific, I become discouraged and a blank feeling emerges. Alone in the cabin, I wonder if all these days have been wasted, and what's even more painful, sold at a very low price, for a handful of dollars.
But then....then that moment comes, the moment torn off from eternity and transformed into 17 syllables giving a new meaning to everything. That poem as short as a dream making my reality. That haiku which pushes me on. And then one more, and one more, and one more.

just the moonlight
has dyed white
the murmur of the sea wave

Damir Damir

Prevod: Sasa Vazic