Taifas Literary Magazine No. 6, December, 2020
Taifas Literary Magazine No. 6, December, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198 Founded in Constanţa, June 2020 The magazine appears in Romania editorial office Founding President Lenuș Lungu Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru Technical Editor Ioan Muntean Covers Ioan Muntean Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç
Taifas Literary Magazine No. 6, December, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198
Founded in Constanţa, June 2020
The magazine appears in Romania
editorial office
Founding President Lenuș Lungu
Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean
Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru
Technical Editor Ioan Muntean
Covers Ioan Muntean
Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc
Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso
Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka
Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari
Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç
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Taifas Literary Magazine No. 6, 2020, December
Kamrul Islam
Bangladesh
The moon and a shepherd
(Heard from my grandma at childhood)
A shepherd and his herds once
Lost the way home in fogs and drizzles.
The shepherd in the grave twilight
Losing the path, reached a brook,
In its blithe water quiet
and dusky
He saw the moon of his
boyhood
Playing in the dust under
the summer’s wind.
Bewitched by the magical
light of that moon
He heard the bleating of a
goat he lost.
The night enshrouded the
whole nature
The moon disappeared but he heard
The bleating still but where he knew not.
The moon spotted on the sky with huge grass
The shepherd found the herds grazing on the
moon.
He searched for a voice to call the goats
But puzzled and the moon and the herds came
down
Took the shepherd to the vast grassy land of
heaven.
Zehra Bajić Alić
Bosnia and Herzegovina
Gazim kroz mahovinu
o' stope mi se vežu loze
iz džepova viri
rasporen mladež
kaplje niz listove
modre i hladne.
Ako bi ti trepnut znao
Ispraćam još jedan života dio
pakujem ga u tvoj odraz
ako bi ti samo trepnut znao
zarumenio bi mi se obraz.
Čuje se buka
u dubini nutrine
vri mi krv
nokti slomljeni sebe traže
kroz zrak bježi leptir
u krila će da mu mraz zađe.
Sve se tako vrti u krug
i ja se okrećem
padam
ustanem
stanem
čekam koraka tvojih pjesmu
pa da mi radosti podivljaju
očaj i bol zaspu.
Uvrćem sunce u daljini
štipam mu zalazak
prozirnom suzom
koliko još će da ih ode
u nepovrat
ja da ih gledam
prazninom .
year I, No. 6, 2020, December
ISSN 2458-0198 – ISSN-L 2458-0198
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