Alan Zhukovski

Electric Eyes of Night
May 20, 2019 Zhukovski Alan


Three lanterns fill your window with deception.
The shining caviar of light-filled raindrops
conceals electric eyes that spy on you.
The cunning artificial light expands
and seeks for day’s remains inside your room.
The electricity’s dictatorship
attempts to cleanse your home from broken sunbeams
who have concealed themselves inside your books.
Electric arteries break up the air
and weave a cobweb of capillaries
that catch the endless ways to think and feel
and decompress all secret recollections
recorded on the broken lines of sun—
the split and damaged data storage system
of day’s forgotten, surreptitious edge.
Small grains of beauty bathe inside the rain.
The air within night’s lungs is purest coal.
It’s beastly, all-too-beastly. Dirty feet
that walk upon the pebbles of your tropes
begin to trample down your memories.
Black heads of steel keep watching through the glass.
Black clouds are sunk inside the rain they started.
They die and burst and feed the spying light
that pours inside your room through pores of glass.
Night’s skin is torn to ribbons by black ravens.
Its meat emits dark laughter through the lanterns.
Electric waves are woven into ghosts
of lonely years gone by that fight each other
and stitch each other’s wounds with their own light.
Your recollections hide yet try to speak
inside the suffocating depth of darkness.
If you convey just one percent of you
to someone else, you are a lucky person.
If you transmit just one percent of you
to the dark realm of artificial light,
you will return through pressured screams of time;
you will return to self, outside yourself,
and yet within. The wisdom of old firs
has filled the convolutions of young mountains.
A restless mind is very deep in thought
and studies his reflections on the ocean.
The waves distort them every single moment.
Yet he keeps trying to transmit his thoughts
to distant islands…

Alan Zhukovski is a poet and translator. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in Tin House, Plume, The Threepenny Review, Gulf Coast, New Statesman, The London Magazine, Oxford Poetry, Blackbird, Ambit, Asymptote, Agenda, The Fortnightly Review, Acumen, Wild Court, The Manchester Review, and elsewhere.