{"id":98359,"date":"2024-06-28T18:32:22","date_gmt":"2024-06-28T16:32:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/%d1%88%d0%b5%d1%81%d1%82%d0%b0-%d0%bc%d0%be%d0%bb%d0%b8%d1%82%d0%b2%d0%b0-%d0%bd%d0%b0-%d0%bc%d0%be%d0%b5%d1%82%d0%be-%d1%82%d0%b5%d0%bb%d0%be\/"},"modified":"2026-01-12T03:24:38","modified_gmt":"2026-01-12T02:24:38","slug":"sixth-prayer-of-my-body","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/reading-room\/poetry-shelf\/sixth-prayer-of-my-body\/","title":{"rendered":"Sixth Prayer of My Body"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h1>\n\t\t\tSixth Prayer of My Body\t<\/h1>\n\tYou are the embroideress of this dance, this homeborn rhythm.<br \/>\nYou call to me in my blood, from afar, from the wildland.<br \/>\nYou say: &#8220;To your motionless body I hasten-<br \/>\nI, who am unknown, a muffled waterfall of moonlight.\nHigh up on your forehead timid deer are grazing,<br \/>\nyour hands are strong and joined deep in the earth,<br \/>\ngrowing in your throat are wild green grasses,<br \/>\nyour words are bony and sharp, but they are mute.&#8221;\nYou are the embroideress of this dance, this homeborn song,<br \/>\nbut I do not know if you are my day or my night,<br \/>\nand narrow is the clump of red clay I lie upon,<br \/>\ntoo narrow for this, my magnificent defeat.\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<p>Read the cycle <a href=\"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/prayers-of-my-body-cycle\/\">Prayers of My Body<\/a><\/p>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sixth Prayer of My Body You are the embroideress of this dance, this homeborn rhythm. You call to me in my blood, from afar, from the wildland. You say: &#8220;To your motionless body I hasten- I, who am unknown, a muffled waterfall of moonlight. High up on your forehead timid deer are grazing, your hands&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-98359","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/98359","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=98359"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/98359\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":101875,"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/98359\/revisions\/101875"}],"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=98359"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}