To L. Li\u010denoski<\/p>\nIt pursues me like a woman debauched, Beauty To L. Li\u010denoski It pursues me like a woman debauched, insatiable, lonely, lecherous. It seizes me in its fiery embrace inescapably, with fateful force. And lightly it tosses me into a strange dance, a strange composition; I dwindle away, die in convulsions, and come back to life as a poem. Then with a look,…<\/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-102471","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/102471","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=102471"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/102471\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":102477,"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/102471\/revisions\/102477"}],"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=102471"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\ninsatiable, lonely, lecherous.
\nIt seizes me in its fiery embrace
\ninescapably, with fateful force.\nAnd lightly it tosses me into
\na strange dance, a strange composition;
\nI dwindle away, die in convulsions,
\nand come back to life as a poem.\nThen with a look, in a radiant cascade,
\nI drown in the depths of the blueness,
\nand call out again to the beauty:
\nLet me be pierced by your rays!\nPierce me that all may subside
\nwithout reasoning, without idle musing,
\neven the splendor of this madness-
\nso your splendor alone burns bright.\n\tAco \u0160opov<\/a>, Merge with the Silence<\/a>, 1955
\nTranslated from the Macedonian by Christina E. Kramer and Rawley Grau, The Long Coming of the Fire<\/em><\/a>, Dallas, Deep Vellum, 2023.\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"