{"id":98413,"date":"2024-08-18T13:14:41","date_gmt":"2024-08-18T11:14:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/%d0%b5%d0%b7%d0%b5%d1%80%d0%be-%d0%ba%d1%80%d0%b0%d1%98-%d0%bc%d0%b0%d0%bd%d0%b0%d1%81%d1%82%d0%b8%d1%80%d0%be%d1%82\/"},"modified":"2026-01-13T19:17:03","modified_gmt":"2026-01-13T18:17:03","slug":"the-lake-by-the-monastery","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/reading-room\/poetry-shelf\/the-lake-by-the-monastery\/","title":{"rendered":"The Lake by the Monastery"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h1>\n\t\t\tThe Lake by the Monastery\t<\/h1>\n\tBlack horsemen, white riders.<br \/>\nSaintly figures-on the wall, cruel soldiers.\nWave to waves. Horse to horses. Pursued by the Moor.<br \/>\nOn the shore, a girl. On the crumbling shore.\nA young maiden stands on the shifting shoreline.<br \/>\nThe sun is descending on the spear of a ballad.\nThe wind a horseman; the riders, winds.<br \/>\nWe&#8217;re the same age, water-from two worlds, twins.\nWater, you spring from the heart of the fresco;<br \/>\nmy throat from the sun; my eyes, grapes of fever.\nA young maiden stands on the shifting shoreline.<br \/>\nThe sun is dying on the spear of a ballad.\nWhere has the all-powerful word gone which seeks you,<br \/>\nto reverberate inside you like a golden coin?\nThe water is returning to the fresco on the wall.<br \/>\nAnd with it the word and the flame on the hill.\n\t<a href=\"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/display-case\/\">Aco \u0160opov<\/a>,\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/reading-room\/poetry-shelf\/reader-of-the-ashes-content\/\"><em>Reader of the Ashes<\/em><\/a>, 1970<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>The Lake by the Monastery Black horsemen, white riders. Saintly figures-on the wall, cruel soldiers. Wave to waves. Horse to horses. Pursued by the Moor. On the shore, a girl. On the crumbling shore. A young maiden stands on the shifting shoreline. The sun is descending on the spear of a ballad. The wind a&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-98413","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/98413","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=98413"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/98413\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":102417,"href":"https:\/\/www.acosopov.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/98413\/revisions\/102417"}],"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=98413"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}