«The piano, trembling, makes the lips grow dry. / This frenzy cuts you down and overthrows. / You whisper: Dearest! — No, o no! I cry — / Here, with the music?! — Yet, can one be closer, Than in the twilight, flinging chords in sets — / Like diaries into the fire — in sets, complet...»
«Do I not know that groping for light in darkness, / Darkness will never find the hidden door? / And that to me — a freak — the happiness of thousands / Is as remote as pleasures of a score? Does not the five-year plan decide my measure? / Does it not raise me high, does it not sink me l...»
«The shifting riddle glitters, / the siege goes on, days go on, / the months and years go by. / One lovely day, the messengers, / panting and falling off their feet, / came bearing news: the fort had fallen. / They believe and don’t believe, set fires, / blow up the vaults, seek the p...»
«O had I known that it ends like this, / the day I sprang to my debut, / that lines and blood together kill. / Chokethroat, strike us through and through! All joking with that cryptic thing / I should have bluntly set aside. / Far, far off was its origin, / doubtful, doubtful my first bi...»