TRIGLAV TANKA
(four of my tanka just published in American "red lights")
(four of my tanka just published in American "red lights")
From my window
I watch Mount Triglav
every day
in winter, by the slopes
the mist is ascending
*
I'm cold to the bones
while the gust of winter wind
are driving clouds away
but the peaks of Triglav
are illuminated by the sun
*
A caravan of white
clouds is crossing mountains
the top of Triglav
is thinking for the moment
whether to join them or not
*
Gust of winter
wind so strong as it blows
from Triglav
even the cat in the middle
of his meal stops to listen
*
Dimitar Anakiev
Tr. Dimitar Anakiev and Marilyn Hazelton
I watch Mount Triglav
every day
in winter, by the slopes
the mist is ascending
*
I'm cold to the bones
while the gust of winter wind
are driving clouds away
but the peaks of Triglav
are illuminated by the sun
*
A caravan of white
clouds is crossing mountains
the top of Triglav
is thinking for the moment
whether to join them or not
*
Gust of winter
wind so strong as it blows
from Triglav
even the cat in the middle
of his meal stops to listen
*
Dimitar Anakiev
