«Boiling up over the years, / A fury that drives on crazy, / Fury with the champions of freedom, / Fury with the adherents of the yoke, / Fury with the dregs and the toffs — / Different-colored specimens / Of the same "worldly wisdom", / With the world and with my native land. Fury? ...»
«Fog. The road I usually wander down / Unwinds before me. I do not / Expect much from the future... Nothing — to be precise. / I don't believe in God's mercy. / I don't believe in hellfires. Thus, stage by stage, do convicts straggle. / From prison camp to prison camp. / The lion exte...»
«In a foreign land in an old foreign house / Her portrait kings on the wall, / Her, dying, like a beggar woman, on straw, / In torments for which there is no name. But here in the portrait she's complete, as before, / She rich, she's young, / She's in her luxurious green dress, / In whic...»
«I remain with what was not fully said, / With what was not fully sung, not played out, / Not written to the end, in a secret society, / In the quiet fellowship of the unsuccessful, / Who lived in rustling pages / And now talk in whispers. / They even forewarned us in youth, / But we di...»