#the shadow maker

[tamsoj]

Vasko Popa, from Collected Poems (1978), “The Shadow Maker,” tr. by Anne Pennington  

[existential-celestial]

You walk through a whole eternity Along your personal infinity From head to heels and back You shine on yourself In your head is the zenith In your heels the setting of your shining Before the setting you let your shadows Stretch move away Work miracles and shame And bow to themselves At the zenith you cut the shadows back To their proper size You teach them to bow to you And as they bow they disappear You walk this way even today But you can’t be seen for shadows

Vasko Popa, “The shadow maker,” in Selected Poems (tr. Anne Pennington, Penguin Modern European Poets).

[ciitedexcerpt]

Your face is my chosen abyss.

[syringavulgaris]

Work miracles and shame,

Vasko Popa, The Shadow Maker (tr. Anne Elizabeth Pennington)

[atomic-chronoscaph]

The Shadow Maker - art by George Gross (1970)