«They babbled / fairy tales to / me about the earth: / “Man lives there. And love.” But, in truth — / there’s only evil, / Disguises. Masks. / Lies and filth. Lies and blood. When they suggested /...»
«They would pass by, and again depart, / They could not deceive me... / There is a certain, single word / Which encompasses the entire essence. The others — are dried feather-grass. / The others — are all flotsam, / Gray dust. / A girl walked across the street, / An auto screamed a...»
«How this bitter cold’s exhausted me, / This frost in my heart. / If only I could weep to thaw my heart, / But there are no tears...»
«To him who triumphs I shall give white garments. / — Book of Revelation He tempers me — with His remoteness, / I accept the test. / I accept with resignation / His love — His silence. And the more mute my love, / The more unattainable, constant it becomes, / And the more beautifu...»