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Jesenje Jutro

Alfred Stieglitz
Jesenje Jutro

Obukoh se.
Prozoru priđoh,
A vani: jesen.
Moj prijatelj uđe u mokrom kaputu
I cijelu mi sobu namiriše kišom.
Ne veli ni: zdravo!
Sjedne.
Zanesen
Izusti: „Jesen.“

Ta riječ je bila tako svježa
Ko naranča na grani
Nakon kiše.

An Autumn Morning

I got dressed.
Approached the window.
Outside: autumn.
My friend came in. His coat was wet.
He made my whole room smell of rain.
Not even a "hello".
He sat down.
Lost in thought
He said: "Autumn."

That word was so fresh
Like an orange on a branch
After the rain.

(Translated by Pavle Ninković)
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