DRAGUTIN TADIJANOVIĆ
(4.11. 1905-6.7.2007.)Rođen 4. studenoga 1905. u Rastušju kraj Slavonskog Broda, umro 6. srpnja 2007. u Zagrebu.
U Zagrebu je diplomirao studij književnosti i filozofije 1937. godine. Bio je član HAZU i DHK. Bio je predsjednik Društva hrvatskih književnika 1964-65.
Uredio je brojna kritička i druga izdanja djela hrvatskih pisaca 19. i 20. stoljeća, preveo više pjesama V. Nezvala, Goethea, Hölderlina, Novalisa i Heinea, te sastavio nekoliko antologija. Knjige pjesama i pojedine pjesme prevedene su mu na dvadesetak jezika. Objavio je oko 500 pjesama u dvadesetak zbirki, a priredio je i nekoliko izdanja svojih izabranih i sabranih djela.
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Dobitnik je brojnih nagrada kao što su Orden rada sa zlatnim vijencem, Zmajeva nagrada Matice srpske u Novom Sadu za knjigu Prsten
(1964), Povelja Pododbora Matice hrvatske kao znak priznanja za toplu ljubav prema zavičaju (1965) u Slavonskom Brodu, brončana medalja kipara Željka Janeša (1966), Nagrada Vladimir Nazor za životno djelo (1968), plaketa Marko Marulić (1972) u Žminju, Orden zasluga za narod sa zlatnom zvijezdom (1976) u Parizu, Plaketa grada Zagreba i dr. Godine 2000. objavio je zbirku Svi moji haiku.***
Born in Rastušje nearby Slavonski Brod, died on July 6th 2007 in Zagreb. He graduated in the study of literature and philosophy in Zagreb in 1937. A member of the Croatian Academy of Arts and Sciences, he was the President of the Croatian Writer’s Association 1964-1965. He edited numerous critical works by Croatian Writer’s of the 19th and 20th Century, translated numerous poems by V. Nezval, Goethe, Hölderlin, Novalis and Heine and edited several anthologies. Many of his poems and collections of poems have been translated into over twenty languages.
He published over 500 poems in over twenty collections and prepared several editions of his selected and collected poems. For his work he received many prestigeous awards and prizes: Medal for work with golden wreath, Novi Sad 1964 ‘Zmajeva’ award of ‘Matica Srpska’, Novi Sad (1964) for the collection The Ring, (1964), Diploma of the subcommittee of ‘Matica hrvatska’ as a recognition for one’s heartfelt love for the region of Slavonski Brod, 1965 in Slavonski Brod; Bronze medal by the sculptor Željko Janeš (1966), The Vladimir Nazor Prize for life’s work (1968), Plaque Marko Marulić (1972), Žminj, Medal for services to the people with golden star (1976), Paris, Medallion of City of Zagreb etc. In year 2000 he published his collection Svi moji haiku (All my Haiku).
Otvoren prozor:
Oblaci zauzimlju
Čitavo nebo.
Open window:
The clouds capture
The whole sky.
Kroz prozorsko staklo
Sunce već obasjava
Ruku što piše.
Through the window pane
The Sun already shines
On the hand that writes.
Jutro. Sunašce
U grani bora ljubi
Svaku iglicu posebno.
Morning. The Sun
In the pine-tree kisses
Each needle in turn.
Divim se cvijetu
Svakom, na svakoj trešnji
Cijeloga svijeta.
I admire every flower
On each cherry-tree
Of all world.
Sjećam se da sam
Želio djevojčicu
Držat za ruku.
I remember
I wanted to hold the little girl
By the hand.
Pas lancem svezan
U dvorištu. Čeka mog
Brata da se vrati.
Dog chained
In the yard. Waiting for my
Brother to return.
Daleko sam od kuće,
U bolnici. Cipele me čekaju
Da ih obujem.
I’m far away from home,
In the hospital. My shoes wait
To be put on.
U staklu prozora
Neprestano se njiše
Toranj katedrale.
The Cathedral tower
Swaying constantly
In the window pane.
Očekujem gosta.
A na vratima prosjak:
Dajte mi za kruh!
Awaiting a guest.
The beggar at the door:
Give me for bread!
Vrabac na prozoru
I kljucka i ne zna da
Uđe u pjesmu.
Sparrow on a window sill
Pecks not knowing
It entered a poem.
Prolaze ponoćni sati:
Jedan, dva, tri, četiri. Kod mene
Sjedi Dubravko Ivančan.
Hours after midnight:
One, two, three, four. By me
Sits Dubravko Ivančan.
Žar od duhana,
Izdaleka vidljiv, ispred
Glava kosaca.
Glow of tobacco,
Seen from afar, in front
Of the men and scythes.
Čekam da procvate
Trešnjik mog prijatelja
Da mu se divim!
I await my friend’s
Cherry-orchard’s blossoming
So I can marvel at it!
Vjetar uleti u dom:
Traži blago, opsuje,
Vrati se razočaran.
Wind runs into my home
Looking for riches, swearing,
Leaves disappointed.
Zatvorena knjiga
Na stolu gdje pišem:
Šuti ko zemlja.
A closed book
On the table where I write:
Silent as the earth.
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