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Saša Važić
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Pilotska 13
11273 Batajnica/Zemun, SICG
E-mail: v.sasa@ptt.yu
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Biografija
Saša Važić, slobodan novinar, astrolog, prevodilac, pisac proznih i poetskih pokušaja, radoznala i zainteresovana za sve oblike života i za bolji život svega sto živi i treba da živi na ovoj planeti i ostalim nebeskim telima.
Sto se tiče haiku poezije, najradije pomaže da se o njenim najkvalitetnijim plodovima čuje sto sire, pa tako pomaže kao član redakcije Haiku novina iz Niša i Haiku glasnika, časopisa Srpskog haiku društva (osnovanog 22. oktobra 2004. godine u Valjevu), član Upravnog odbora istog, a ranije kao član ili saradanik časopisa Haiku moment, Lotos, Osvit... Pokrenula je i vlastiti web site Haiku stvarnost/ Haiku Reality: http://www.geocities.com/ana_vazic/
English pages: http://www.geocities.com/ana_vazic/indexeng.htm
sa željom da na jednom mestu okupi najbolje svetske haiku stvaraoce i teoretičare. Nije izdala ni jednu knjigu, ni haiku poezije ni bilo kojih drugih oblasti
njenih interesovanja, ali je objavila preko 1000 novinskih članaka na različite teme.
Dobitnik je vise nagrada i priznanja na haiku takmičenjima organizovanim u zemlji i inostranstvu, a pesme su joj objavljivane u mnogim časopisima, kako u zemlji tako i van nje.
Haiku
poezija
Otkucaji sata
i sve veća tišina
u mračnoj sobi.
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Sama sa mislima.
Na tankoj grani
zaklati se trnjina.
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Najzad kod kuće--
ne dočeka me ništa
do zuj komarca.
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Kraj dugog puta.
Zimske mi se cipele suše
na letnjem suncu.
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Zimskom cipelom
niz krivudavu prtinu
šutiram kamen.
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Niski oblaci.
Strma staza kroz sumu
u...
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Kolima niz dzadu.
Guske digle prašinu
pa gakcu li gakcu
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Otvaram vrata
u ponoć nove godine--
nalet pahulja.
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Izdužio se dan
i sad je samoće
vise
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Ode bez reci
kroz sneg i gustu maglu--
udarci vrata.
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Zamračen prozor...
Po nečijim gostima
krupne pahulje
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Zimsko veče.
Glas sto pozdravlja komšiju
na moj mi liči.
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Niz stepice
uplašena sopstvenom senkom--
zimska noć
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Prve pahulje
i moj lik na prozoru
čuteći gledam
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Vascele noći
kroz kišu sto dobuje
udarci zvona
Biography - Some notes of myself
Sasa Vazic, a free-lance journalist, astrologer, translator, writer of prose and poetry attempts, curious and interested in all forms of life and in a better life of all that exist and should exist on this planet and other heavenly bodies.
Regarding haiku poetry, she most readily helps the voice of its best products be heard the longest and widest, and she tries to do so as a member of editorial boards of Haiku novine from Nis and Haiku glasnik, a magazine published by Srpsko haiku drustvo (founded on October 22, 2004 in Valjevo), a member of its Managing Board, and formerly as a member or associate of the magazines Haiku moment, Lotos, Osvit... She launched her own web site Haiku stvarnost/ Haiku Reality: http://www.geocities.com/ana_vazic/ English pages: http://www.geocities.com/ana_vazic/indexeng.htm with the aim of gathering the world's best haiku authors and theoreticians. No book of hers has been published, neither of haiku poetry nor of any other fields of her interests, but her over 1000 articles on various topics could be found in numerous newspapers and journals. She is a recipient of several awards and recognitions at haiku contests held in the country and abroad and her poems have been published in a number of magazines, in the country and abroad.
Selected Haiku
poems
Ticking of a clock
and the growing silence
in the dark room
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Alone with my thoughts.
On a thin branch
a sloe starts swaying.
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Home at last -
not so much as the buzz
of a mosquito
greets me
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A long journey's end.
Drying my winter shoes
in the summer sun.
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Dark afternoon...
Kicking a stone down the path
with my winter shoe.
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Low clouds.
A steep path through the woods
into...
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Driving down the village road
through the dust, a flock of geese
keeps cackling...
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Opening the door
at midnight into a new year--
a gust of snowflakes.
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the day getting longer
Loneliness...
greater
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Leaving with no words
through the snow and thick mist//
the slammed door.
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darkened window...
huge snowflakes fall upon
someone's merry guests.
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Winter evening.
A voice greeting a neighbor
sounds like my own.
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Down the stairs
frightened by my own shadow--
winter night.
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First snowflakes
on the windowpane--
darkness and my face.
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All night long
through the beating rain--
bell clangs
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