Poetry

Shadow

At this moment shadows join
objects:

objects turn into shadows
so should we wish to observe
the splitting of wath is one
we would be deprived of that sorrow.
But we might be ravished
in imagining the division.

Life reaching
after what probably is not.

 

Translated by Ljubica Arsovska
Macedonian Review 2-3 (1989)

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