| jutarnja sumaglica čisti glas ptice pjevice |
morning mist the clear voice of a bush warbler |
| ne boj se, kukče na cvijetu gorkog pelina – pazim gdje mokrim |
oh, bug on the wormwood leaf, don't fret – I mind my pissing |
| crvići vise na nitima iznad staze – nailazi lahor |
worms hang from threads over the path – approaching breeze |
| zimsko sunce – nakošeni škanjac postaje bijel |
winter sun – a tilted buzzard turns white |
| noćna tišina – roj pahulja pod svakom uličnom lampom |
night silence – snowflakes whirl under every street lamp |
Tomislav Maretić has written haiku for the past 30 years. They have been published in Croatian and in international journals, anthologies, and almanacs. He lives with his family in Gornje Vrapče, a small village near Zagreb.