«“For then my thoughts–from far where I abide– / Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee…” / W. Shakespeare Past temples, arenas, / Past taverns and churches, / Past markets and regal / Graveyards, emerging, / Past peace and past woe, / Past Mecca and Rome, / Scorched in blue g...»
«When, after learning things from the beginning, / We start to spell unsophisticated words / And realize that each one has its meaning / Like "Water", "Fire", "Old-man", "Deer", "Herb", / / We childishly are joyful and surprised / That letters were invented for the ages, / ...»
«So many stars swarm in the frame / Right between the window sashes. / In the clear nights they flame / Like a writing, all gold flashes. / / Through the window circle head / You discover, while recalling, / Polygons, triangles, squares / Of the world fiery drawing.»
«(a play-rhyme) Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling. / Little Olya has lost her ring! / From her finger it slipped, / Down the porch-steps it tripped. / And it rolled and it rolled / And it ran away / Till it hid in a bush / And there it lay. Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling, ting-a-l...»