Rano ustanem – Psa povedem –
U posjet moru krenem –
Iz Prizemlja su – da vide mene –
Izišle sve Sirene.

Fregate – s prvog sprata – ruke
Kudeljne ispružale –
Misleći da sam Miš nasukan –
Na pjeskovite žale –

No ne makoh se – dok mi Plima –
Cipelu prostu ne prođe –
I moju Kecelju – i moj Pojas –
I Steznik moj – takođe –

Ko da je htjelo – cijelu mene –
Da proguta ko Rosu
Što se rukavom Maslačka osu –
A potom – i ja krenem –

Išlo je za mnom – tik uz mene –
Moji Gležnjevi ćute –
Srebrnu Petu mu – a Cipele mi
Biserjem obasute –

Kod Tvrdog Grada više nikog
Znanog mu nije bilo –
Pa uz naklon – i uz mig oka –
More se povlačilo –

I started early, took my dog,
And visited the sea;
The mermaids in the basement
Came out to look at me,

And frigates in the upper floor
Extended hempen hands,
Presuming me to be a mouse
Aground, upon the sands.

But no man moved me till the tide
Went past my simple shoe,
And past my apron and my belt,
And past my bodice too,

And made as he would eat me up
As wholly as a dew
Upon a dandelion’s sleeve—
And then I started too.

And he—he followed close behind;
I felt his silver heel
Upon my ankle,—then my shoes
Would overflow with pearl.

Until we met the solid town,
No man he seemed to know;
And bowing with a mighty look
At me, the sea withdrew.

Izvor: Emili Dikinson, Poezija, preveli Jasna Levinger i Marko Vešović, Svjetlost, Sarajevo, 1988.

Source: Poetry Foundation  |  Preporuka: Robin Ekiss

Pesma pod rednim brojem 520.