Nikola Simic
Tonin: Search atoms on the edge of the world and other poems. Poetryzine magazine presents the
selected poems by the Croatian writer Nikola Simic Tonin. Search atoms on the edge of the world, A clamp called man, A bond called man (Reading Ethan Allen) Black Africa.
Pjesme na engleski prevela dr. sc. Ana Stjelja.
Search atoms on the edge of the world
Soil metaphysics
where you were born
it is determined by the degree
minute and second
latitude and longitude
You were born there
that's where you learned to speak
began to breathe
eat from that soil
drink water from that source
to bask in the sun
on that ground
search atoms
on the edge of the world
soil metaphysics
***
A clamp called man
Metaphysics of the soil
The place you were born
is determined by the degree
minute and second
latitude and longitude
you were born there
that's where you learned to speak
began to breathe
eat from that soil
drink water from that source
to bask in the sun
on that ground
search atoms
on the edge of the world
metaphysics of the soil.
***
A bond called man
Reading Ethan Allen
In the animal body revived
Natural heritage
The nature of evil
The nature of good
No preference
Arbitrarily edits
Selfish
Old
Mixture
Of all the beings
Of our age
In space,
In
Complete
Scale of
Beings
A bond called man
eventually miss
not be better
than he would be
that he never existed
***
Black Africa
In broad daylight
Stopped
By a black
Rubber
Baton
Black man.
At a
Threshold
Heavy chains
Chained doors
By
White cop,
White uniforms,
White as walls
Churches for whites.
- I came
to sweep the church -
He said.
- Get in, the black sweeper.
White cop,
Threatening him:
- Throw as much as you like,
but if I just catch you,
to pray inside.
***
Atomi traženja na rubnici svijeta
tamo gdje si rođen
određeno je stupnjem
minutom i sekundom
geografskom širinom i dužinom
tu si rođen
tu si naučio govoriti
počeo disati
jesti s toga tla
piti vodu s toga izvora
grijati se pod suncem
na tome tlu
atomi traženja
na rubnici svijeta
metafizike tla
***
Spona koja se nazva čovjek
Čitajući Ethana Allena
...
u životinjskom tijelu oživljen
prirodno baštini
prirodu zla
prirodu dobra
svejedno
proizvoljno uređuje
sebična
stara
smjesa
svih bića
našega uzrasta
u svemiru
u
upotpuni
skala
bića
spona koja se nazva čovjek
na kraju krajeva propustit
ne bit bolji
nego što bi bio
da uopće ni postojao nije.
***
Afrika
Crna Afrika,
u po bijela dana
zaustavljen
crnom,
gumenom,
batinom,
crnac,
pred
pragom
teškim lancima
okovana vrata,
od strane
bijeloga policajca,
bijele uniforme,
bijele kao zidovi
crkve za bijelce.
- Došao sam,
pomesti crkvu.
Reče.
- Uđi pometaču crni.
Bijeli policajac
prijeteći mu zbori:
- Meti koliko voliš,
al' uhvatim li te samo,
da se unutra moliš.
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