Selma Kopic, Bosnia and Herzegovina

 You are at a loss

I'm watching

at your bamboo in a pot

which survives despite years,

into a perfume bottle

which I'm sorry to spend.

I listen to your songs

formed in a short rapture after me.

I read my poems

created in the endless rapture for you.

It's raining outside

and it's autumn night in May.

In the cool room, the light is dim,

the sound of a car on a wet road.

In another too long night

I'm telling you how I live,

what worries me,

what bothers me,

what hurts me ...

And that, in time, will pass.

There is little I look forward to,

but days go by and I survive.

I no longer cry for you,

neither do I hope, though.

I still don't even let anyone get close.

Now, quite still, I don't have you.

And that is my final surrender.

And even though

I gave up the battle long ago,

trust me, my dear,

you are at a loss.

POET: SELMA KOPIĆ

COUNTRY: BOSNIA AND HERZEGOVINA

DATE: 1. 5. 2022.

photo© text: copyright by selma kopic

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Ti si na gubitku

Gledam

u tvoj bambus u saksiji

koji se ne da godinama,

u bočicu parfema

koju mi je žao potrošit.

Slušam tvoje pjesme,

nastale u kratkom zanosu

za mnom.

Čitam svoje pjesme,

nastale u neprolaznom zanosu

za tobom.

Vani je kiša i jesenja noć u maju,

u prohladnoj sobi škrto svjetlo,

zvuk automobila na vlažnoj cesti.

U još jednoj predugoj noći

pričam ti kako živim,

šta me muči,

šta mi smeta,

šta me boli...

I to će, vremenom, proći.

Malo čemu se radujem,

al' idu dani, a ja opstajem.

Više za tobom ne plačem,

nit' ti se nadam.

Mada još uvijek

nikome blizu ne dam.

Sad sasvim mirno te nemam

i to je moja konačna predaja.

Iako sam odavno predala bitku,

vjeruj mi, dragi moj,

ti si na gubitku.