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“Ja moram opet k moru po\u0107, k samotnom nebu i vodi,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
i ho\u0107u samo velik brod i zvijezdu, \u0161to ga vodi.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
preveo Ivan Goran Kova\u010di\u0107<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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John Masefield Morska grozinca (1902)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Ja moram opet na more po\u0107i, na more pusto ispod neba,
I treba mi samo vitak brod, i zvijezda-orijentir mi treba,
I otpor kormila, i pjesma vjetra, i drhtanje jedara,
I siva zora, u kojoj se magla na licu mora stvara.
Ja moram opet na more po\u0107i, odazvat se zovu plime,
Jer to je divlji zov, i jasan zov, i moram po\u0107i za njime;
I treba mi samo vjetrovit dan, i oblaci, i vidici
Od morske pjene i valova; trebaju mi galeblji krici.
Ja moram opet na more po\u0107i, u nemire pustolova,
Gdje vjetar je o\u0161tar no\u017e, gdje slijedi\u0161 kita, skitnju galebova;
I trebam samo dru\u017ebu mornara, i vedre glasove njene,
I miran san, slatke sne, a poslije svoje kormilarske smjene.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
S engleskog prepjevao
Ludwig Bauer<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" “Ja moram opet k moru po\u0107, k samotnom nebu i vodi, i ho\u0107u samo velik brod i zvijezdu, \u0161to ga vodi.” preveo Ivan Goran Kova\u010di\u0107 John Masefield Morska grozinca (1902) Ja moram opet na more po\u0107i, na more pusto ispod neba,I treba mi samo vitak brod, i zvijezda-orijentir mi treba,I otpor kormila, i pjesma vjetra, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1980,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1979","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poezija"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/obnavljanje.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1979","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/obnavljanje.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/obnavljanje.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/obnavljanje.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/obnavljanje.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1979"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/obnavljanje.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1979\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1981,"href":"https:\/\/obnavljanje.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1979\/revisions\/1981"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/obnavljanje.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/1980"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/obnavljanje.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1979"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/obnavljanje.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1979"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/obnavljanje.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1979"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
Sea Fever<\/strong>; John Masefield<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a gray dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n