Blues on the rendez-vous that didn’t occur, by Alena Stasiukenene I questioned Fortune, but in vain: /
It gave no sign to me. /
I close my eyes once more again /
For tears economy.
I’m losing my complexion by ...
My neck is shaded by the beads..., by Yevgeny Bonver My neck is shaded by the beads, /
In the wide muff, hands void of cold, /
Absent eyes look under eyelids — /
They’ll never weep over the old.
E...
Round my neck a rosary of fine beads..., by Daniel Weissbort Round my neck a rosary of fine beads, /
I plunge my arms up to the elbow /
In a muff, my eyes distractedly /
Stare at a world I no longer weep o...
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Anna Akhmátova (português)
Cançoneta, Lauro Machado Coelho Um colarzinho de contas no pescoço, /
as mãos sumindo num amplo regalo. /
Os olhos passeiam em torno distraídos /
e já não têm mais com que chor...