Haiku by Stjepan Rozic in Croatia (2)

 

On May 12, 2013, Ms. Djurdja Vukelic Rozic sent me an e-mail, giving such a nice comment as follows.

 

Dear, dear Hidenori-san,

 my husband, Stjepan Rozic and I thank you for posting his haiku at Akita International Haiku Network and translating them.

 It is time for the nightingale’s song now.  Yesterday, I was walking my mother in a wheelchair down our street, and there on a dry bough sticking from a beautiful and so fragrant acacia in blossom, there was this tiny bird, singing, and singing, the whole white tree crown seemed to be singing!  We stopped, stood there without movement just gazing at this wonderful nightingale.  So busy with singing, did not even notice us for a while…

Some people without soul keep on catching them and making a pate/pasty from their tongues! It is forbidden by the law, of course, but…

Perhaps that’s one of the reasons why Stjepan listens to them and writes about them with so much love. For, there is no musician who will not be jealous of a nightingale’s song.

 Wishing you all the best,

Djurdja Vukelic Rozic and Stjepan Rozic

 

Here are two haiku in Stjepan Rozic’s collection.

  

 

 

 

 

 

singing tree tops

nightingale everywhere and nowhere

spring morning

 

囀っている木々の頂き

至る所にナイチンゲールそしていなくなる

春の朝

 

 

budding fruit-trees

through a swarm of midges

nightingale’s aria

 

芽吹いている果物の木々

小さな昆虫の群れを通って

ナイチンゲールのアリア

  

Here are 10 more haiku about ‘Song Of A Nightingale’.

  

 

swift, tempting

arrogant and yearning

the nightingale’s notes

 

すばやく、魅力的

尊大そして切望している

ナイチンゲールのメロディー

 

 

cherry’s fruit

wrapped into the song

of the nightingale

 

サクランボ

歌の中に包まれて行く

ナイチンゲール

 

 

morning in Dubrovnik

adorned by the solo of

Zagreb’s nightingale

 

ドゥブロヴニクの朝

ソロに魅力を添えられる

ザグレブのナイチンゲール

 

 

nightingale’s melody

flowing with the murmur

of the creek

 

ナイチンゲールのメロディー

流れている

小川のせせらぎと共に

 

 

stubborn nightingale

again and again

offering spring

 

頑固なナイチンゲール

再三再四

春を示している

 

 

deserting the night

full of song, the nightingale

fell asleep at noon

 

夜を捨てて

歌に満ちていたが、ナイチンゲールは

昼に寝入った

 

 

curving cleverly

through the stubborn barking

the nightingale’s song

 

上手に曲がって行く

頑固な鋭い声で叫びながら

ナイチンゲールの歌

 

 

into summer calm

nightingale’s singing accompanies

the sharpening of a scythe

 

夏の静けさの中へ

ナイチンゲールの歌が付き添う

草刈りがまの研磨に

 

 

glaring

from early morning’s darkness

nightingale’s shiny tune

 

ぎらぎら光っている

早朝の暗闇から

ナイチンゲールの明るいメロディー

 

 

mating ended –

the beauty of nightingale’s song

disappeared

 

交尾は終わった　―

ナイチィンゲールの歌の美しさ

消えてしまった

 

 

The next posting ‘Haiku by Stjepan Rozic in Croatia(3) ’ appears on May 25.

 

― Hidenori Hiruta