By night I make my way through Tsarskoe Selo..., by Seraphina Powell By night I make my way through Tsarskoe Selo, /
this artificial world, perfect garden of the Tsars, /
unreal and ideal as a scene in a snow-globe. /...
I know, I know — the skis will soon..., by Andrey Kneller I know, I know — the skis will soon /
Again crunch on the snow. /
Up in the sky, an orange moon, /
And charming slopes below.
The palace window...