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 “