Maja Herman Sekulić, New York/Belgrad
LOVE IN THE CORONA TIME
On the Equinox, I will summon the goddess SUNNA
The divine radiance of her aura will illuminate my heart
Her solar light will nourish me
She will revive the Earth and clear all cells of my being
She will shower me with her rays of gold and
bring Love and new Life
In this deadly Corona times
Eternal Rome is emptied – a ghost town from a painting by De Chirico
Milano bleeds. Bergamo weeps.
My own Belgrade allows only its young in its streets.
The lights are turned off on Broadway.
The lines of hungry workers disappeared in front of the food carts.
The subways emptied.
Corona crossed the Ocean
To eat the Big Apple from inside.
Global pandemic from Wuhan irrevocably changed the world
When the world falls in around you, you have pieces to pick up
something to hold on to
like yellowed photographs, old letters, family memories used ticket stubs or theater programs as
you have time to roam your house
The pleasure of small things is upon us
leisure – a pleasure of another age
When hours were longer and days endless.
Quiteness and silence the concepts of bygone times
Are upon us – again!
Signs are here –
ducks appear in Fontans di Trevi, swans and dolphins in Venice!
As the smoggy skies above Wuhan
are blue and crystal clear now
and visible from above
so will the sun rays probe this darkness
and prove the old saying – Post Nubila Phoebus
and clear the path for the new life, the new light
for the world to change –
and unite!
Maja Herman Sekulić, New York/Belgrad
LJUBAV U VREME KORONE
Na ravnodnevicu prizvac?u boginju Sunu
Boz?anski sjaj njenog oreola osvetlic?e mi srce
Njena sunc?eva svetlost nahranic?e me
Ona c?e oz?iveti Zemlju i oc?istiti sve c?elije moga bic?a
Okitic?e me svojim zracima od zlata
I donec?e mi Ljubav i Z?ivot
U ovo smrtno vreme Korone
Vec?ni Rim ispraz?njen – grad duhova kao sa slike De Kirika. Milano krvari. Bergamo jeca.
Moj Beograd pus?ta samo mlade na ulice.
Svetla su se na Brodveju pogasila.
Redovi gladnih radnka ispred kolica s hranom su nestali. Podzemna z?eleznica prazna.
Korona je pres?la okean.
Jede Veliku jabuku iznutra.
Globalna pandemija iz Vuhana bespovratno je izmenila svet.
Kada se svet oko vas raspada morate da se okruz?ite nec?im na s?ta moz?ete da se oslonite
kao s?to su poz?utele fotografije, stara pisma, porodic?ne us- pomene iskoris?c?ene karte, pozoris?ni
programi
jer imate vremena da preturate po kuc?i.
Zadovoljstvo malih stvari je pred nama
Slobodno vreme – plezir neke druge ere
Kada su sati bili duz?i i dani beskrajni
Mir i tis?ina koncepti drugih vremena
Postaju nas?i – ponovo!
Znakovi su tu –
Patke se pojavile u Fontani di Trevi, delfini i labudovi u Veneciji!
Kako je mrac?no nebo iznad Vuhana
Postalo plavo i kristalno c?isto
Vidiljivo odozgo
Tako c?e i sunc?evi zraci probiti ovaj mrak
I potvrditi staru izreku – posle oblaka sunce I ras?c?istiti put za novi z?ivot, novu svetlost Za svet da
se izmeni –
I ujedini!