Ivana Bodrožić

hrvaščina

Damir Šodan

angleščina

Time line

Stavit ću sliku na fejsbuk
iduće ljeto.

Ići ću na godišnji odmor, ne kao ove godine,
ići ću na more, u apartman,
popet ću se na brdo odakle puca pogled
na beskrajno plavetnilo

okačit ću takvu sliku
more će gutati sunce iza mojih leđa,
a moja ramena će biti preplanula

sok će curiti iz raspuknutih smokava na tacni
ali one neće biti udarene, trule ili potamnjele
puknut će samo po sredini,
a ja ću to uslikati

promjenit ću profil picture
dobit ću dvjesto lajkova
bit će to čarobna fotka,
pomalo fade
jedva će me prepoznati
ustvari će biti zavidni

sklopit ću takvu galeriju
moji prijatelji će sjediti pred kompujterima
i pretraživati svoje foldere

ali nitko, nitko se neće moći mjeriti
s mojim zalaskom sunca,
zrncima pijeska na stopalima,
grbavom prastarom maslinom,
provalit ću, ako treba, u tuđe dvorište
slikati stol, stolice, verandu,
koru od lubenice, suncobran,
otvorenu knjigu zavrnutih korica
uflekanu od soli

ja ću biti najsretnija
točno će se vidjeti
i moja djeca će biti sretna
strpljivo će pozirati
anđeoskog smješka
svi ćemo pozirati
koliko god bude potrebno
dok nam žile u očima ne popucaju
od gledanja prema kameri
dok nam se lice ne ukoči
dok ne uhvatimo taj trenutak sreće
pa da ga okačim na fejsbuk.

© Ivana Bodrožić
Iz: In a sentimental mood
Zagreb: Sandorf, 2017
Avdio produkcija: Haus für Poesie, 2021

Timeline

I'll post my picture on Facebook
next summer.

I will take a holiday, not like this year,
I will go to the seaside, rent an apartment,
I will climb a hill with a view on all that
eternal blueness

I will post one of those photos
the sea devouring the Sun behind my back
and my shoulders tanned

juice will be dripping from the bursting figs lying on the tray
but they will not be bruised, rotten or mottled
they will just split in half midline,
and I will capture this with my camera

I will change the profile picture
and get two hundred likes
for that will be one magical photo,
slightly faded
and they will hardly recognise me
in fact, they will be envious
for I will assemble such a powerful gallery
and my friends will be sitting in front of their computers
searching through their folders

but no one will be able to beat
my sunset,
the grains of sand on my feet,
the ancient hunched olive tree,
and I will, if need be, trespass
into someone's yard, snapping photos
of their table, chairs, veranda,
watermelon rinds, parasol,
an open book with folded covers
stained with salt

I will be the happiest one
and it will be obvious
and my children will be happy
posing patiently
wearing angelic smiles
all of us will pose
for as long as it takes
until the veins in our eyes pop
from all that staring into the camera
until our faces grow stiff
until we catch that moment of happiness
so I can post it on Facebook.

Translated by Damir Šodan