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.