{"id":101567,"date":"2024-08-13T05:23:19","date_gmt":"2024-08-13T03:23:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/reading-room\/poetry-shelf\/%d0%be%d1%87%d0%b0%d1%98-%d0%bf%d1%80%d0%b5%d0%b4-%d1%82%d0%b2%d1%80%d0%b4%d0%b8%d0%bd%d0%b0%d1%82%d0%b0\/"},"modified":"2026-01-12T04:08:26","modified_gmt":"2026-01-12T03:08:26","slug":"despair-before-the-fortress","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/reading-room\/poetry-shelf\/despair-before-the-fortress\/","title":{"rendered":"Despair Before the Fortress"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h1>\n\t\t\tDespair Before the Fortress\t<\/h1>\n\tFortress, invisible warriors protect you.<br \/>\nI came and, just a few feet from you, fell.<br \/>\nFire and wind, wind and fire.<br \/>\nFrom here there is no going back.\nYour terrible silence chills my flesh.<br \/>\nLike a wolf, despair alone is prowling<br \/>\nthe ashen rocks of this dread silence.<br \/>\nFrom here there is no going back.\nIn my heart, the earth is crumbling to pieces.<br \/>\nIt presses, weighs on me; it piles up and dares me:<br \/>\nBe as my equal. You, too, become earthen.<br \/>\nWith wind and fire the earth pursues me.\nIndifferent, deaf to lost lives and lament,<br \/>\nincapable of pity or condemnation,<br \/>\nnight after night the fortress is wakened<br \/>\nby the sunlight of those who are dead.\n\t<a href=\"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/display-case\/\">Aco \u0160opov<\/a>, <em><a href=\"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/reading-room\/poetry-shelf\/not-being-content\/\">Not-Being (Nebidnina)<\/a><\/em>, 1963<br \/>\nTranslated from the Macedonian by Christina E. Kramer and Rawley Grau,\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/reading-room\/poetry-shelf\/the-long-coming-of-the-fire-content\/\"><em>The Long Coming of the Fire<\/em><\/a>, Dallas, Deep Vellum, 2023.\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Despair Before the Fortress Fortress, invisible warriors protect you. I came and, just a few feet from you, fell. Fire and wind, wind and fire. From here there is no going back. Your terrible silence chills my flesh. Like a wolf, despair alone is prowling the ashen rocks of this dread silence. From here there&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":98423,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-101567","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/101567","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=101567"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/101567\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":101899,"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/101567\/revisions\/101899"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/98423"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=101567"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}