Grafenauer Niko:
The Walk
Slowly,
as if veiled
by a dying urge,
I walk among somber winds
that bar my way.
Sometimes fatigue illumines me
like a dark flame.
Tree-roots
clench a handful of earth.
Owl shudder in their sleep
like heavy hours
and their wailing cries
flail into the night.
Summer
is a vigorous stir of light.
Phantoms bloom in a long beam.
Niko Grafenauer
(1940 - ) A poet, essayist, translator, and editor. He graduated in comparative literature from the University of Ljubljana. Formerly a free-lance writer, and an editor at the major publishing house, Grafenauer is currently the director of a prominent intellectual magazine, The New Review and its affiliated publications. He published seven books of poetry including The Solitude (Samota, 1994), nine books of poems for children, and five books of criticism. A winner of the Prešeren Prize for lifetime achievement, Grafenauer's books are translated into Serbo-Croatian and Macedonian. His poetry, inspired by Mallarme, Hölderlin and Celan whose work Grafenauer beautifully translated, is formal yet powerfully meditative.By the same author
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