{"id":5348,"date":"2025-08-18T08:31:26","date_gmt":"2025-08-18T08:31:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/poezijascg.com\/ex-scg\/?p=5348"},"modified":"2025-08-18T08:31:26","modified_gmt":"2025-08-18T08:31:26","slug":"povratak-svetlana-poljak-pollakova","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poezijascg.com\/ex-scg\/php-nuke\/povratak-svetlana-poljak-pollakova\/","title":{"rendered":"POVRATAK – Svetlana Poljak Pollakova"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Postavio ljuba-trebotin. Pro\u010ditano: 1560
\nPOVRATAK – Svetlana Poljak Pollakova 2007-11-07 19:28:15<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\nPOVRATAK<\/p>\n

Nisam htela opet – O, \u017eivote jamo!
\nOblutak sam bila, svetlost me obukla,
\nPrelete me tama i osetih zamor;
\nI ve\u0107 sam se rano s’ opro\u0161tajem tukla<\/p>\n

Kako du\u0161a peva kada je bez tela…
\nZar novembar no\u0107as zvi\u017edu\u0107e ko juli,
\nPa onako hladna ja postadoh vrela,
\nPevala sam i ja al me niste \u010duli
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Sad razumem smrti – ispri\u010dacu pri\u010du:
\nKako nema ni\u010deg osim tog strpljenja,
\nD\u017eaba nama straha jer one ne ri\u010du;
\nSamo su jarboli tihog osmotrenja<\/p>\n

U snu slavih sre\u0107u, svoju Slavu Krsnu,
\nUprego\u0161e du\u0161u svetla Bo\u017e’jeg oka,
\nTad odjednom meni sva se\u0107anja prsnu
\nI vrati me Nebo put maglenog doka<\/p>\n

Ko? Duvaju zvezde sad u jedra bola
\nKao da sam perce ponela me vera
\nSveta Majka, Petka i Otac Nikola
\nRodi\u0161e me no\u0107as iz sivog pepela<\/p>\n

Pa mi munje sada grlo od rebara
\nVasione one \u0161to me natrag vrati
\nA \u0161to seva – seva da se o\u010daj smiri
\nA \u0161to grmi – grmi da se patnja skrati<\/p>\n

Zagrli\u0161e \u0161ume, lavirinte kose
\nBliski mi \u0161evari ko tur\u0161ije \u017eute,
\nPoneo me lahor, a umile rose,
\nJer jo\u0161 moram ka\u017eu na svakakve pute<\/p>\n

Da jo\u0161 vidim dalje i prekrstim snove
\nSa tri svoja prsta pred ikonom svetom
\n\u0160to sam bila gore da rumenim zimom
\n\u0160to sam bila dole da pajta\u0161im letom<\/p>\n

U smrti me bilo, na bregu ledenom
\nDa posejem ljiljan da se mirom ljubi
\nSa belinim slepom i zamljom medenom
\nSrljala sam tako sebe da izgubim<\/p>\n

Al gubila nisam, sve su moje rane budu\u0107nosti pro\u0161le,
\nSada se ja mirim zauvek sa sopstvom,
\n\u017delim da namirim tim novim godspodstvom
\nSvaku du\u0161u bli\u017enjih koje nisu pre\u0161le onim gorskim mostom<\/p>\n

Iz smrti se vinu nekoliko puta
\nNe pitah ih gore \u0161ta \u017eivota osta
\nGde je nova graska, ili kama ljuta
\nSamo \u010duh da vera veru samo ko\u0161ta.<\/p>\n

(C) Svetlana Poljak<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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Postavio ljuba-trebotin. Pro\u010ditano: 1560 POVRATAK – Svetlana Poljak Pollakova 2007-11-07 19:28:15 POVRATAK Nisam htela opet – O, \u017eivote jamo! Oblutak sam bila, svetlost me obukla, Prelete me tama i osetih zamor; I ve\u0107 sam se rano s’ opro\u0161tajem tukla Kako du\u0161a peva kada je bez tela… Zar novembar no\u0107as zvi\u017edu\u0107e ko juli, Pa onako hladna … <\/p>\n

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