Vasko Popa (조영필 역)
그림자의 장인
너는 영원토록 걷네
너 자신의 무한함을 따라
머리부터 발끝까지 그리고 다시 되돌아
너 자신을 비추네
네 머릿속에는 태양의 정점이 있고
발뒤꿈치에는 빛의 스러짐이 있네
황혼이 오기 전 너는 네 그림자들을 풀어놓네
길어지고 멀어지도록
기적과 경외를 만들어 내고
스스로에게 절하도록
태양이 정점에 이르면
너는 그림자들을 본래의 크기로 돌려놓네
너에게 절하는 법을 가르치고
절을 하며 사라지게 하네
너는 오늘도 이곳을 걷네
그러나 그림자들 때문에
너는 보이지 않네
The shadow maker
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 Selected Poems, translated by Anne Pennington, Penguin Books, 1969)
The shadow maker
You walk forever and ever
Over your own individual infinity
From head to heel and back
You're your own source of light
The zenith is in your head
In your heel its setting
Before it dies you let your shadows out
To lengthen to estrange themselves
To work miracles and shame
And bow down only to themselves
At zenith you reduce the shadows
To their proper size
You teach them to bow to you
And as they bow down to disappear
You're coming this way even today
But the shadows won't let us see you
(Homage to the lame wolf, translated by Charles Simic, Oberlin College Press, 1987)
The shadow maker
You pace back and forth
Along your private infinity
Head to heel and back
You're your own source of light
The zenith is in your head
In your heel is your night
At sunset you let your shadows out
To lengthen to distance themselves
To work miracles and create scandals
And bow down only to themselves
At zenith you shrink the shadows
To their proper size
You teach them to bow to you
And as they do to disappear
You pace around here even today
But the shadows won't let us see you
(translated by Charles Simic, 2019)
MAJSTOR SENKI (손글씨 메모: Shadow Master)
Hodaš čitavu večnost Po svom ličnom beskraju Od glave do pete i natrag
Obasjavaš sam sebe U glavi ti je zenit U peti smiraj sjaja
Pred smiraj puštaš svoje senke Da se izduže da se udalje Da stvaraju čuda i pokor I sebi da se klanjaju
U zenitu svodiš senke Na njihovu pravu meru Učiš ih tebi da se poklone I u poklonu nestanu
Hodaš ovuda i dan-danas Ali se od senki ne vidiš
(PESME, 1985)