Sisyphus and I

A Glance into Ilja Kostovski’s Selected Poetry

It is a slightly smirking smile that accompanies the voice calling on Muses in Ilja Kostovski’s epic poetry and final book, Sisiphus and I. In this seminal production of the poet’s work, an eager, if slightly sarcastic, voice cries out from the woodpile of modernity:

Don’t tarry
You envious God
This minute I will go
Into the deep forests
And will chop for you
Firewood in piles.

As for Kostovski’s readers, they are the “connoisseurs of sorrow,” the “...