Anna Akhmatova
- The pillow’s just as hot..., by Robert Chandler
- Two poems, by Boris Ratnikov
- Two poems, by Andrey Kneller
«I think about the morning of your glory, / About the morning of your days too, when / Like a demon you from sleep had stirred / And were a god for men. I think of when your eyebrows came together / Over the burning torches of your eyes, / Of how the ancient blood's eternal lava / Rushed...»
«Who's made of stone, who's made of mud, / And I'm made from silver and shine. / My act is betrayal, my name is Marina, / The fragile sea foam am I. Who is made from mud, who is made from flesh - / There's coffin and coffin plates.. / Baptized in a sea font and unceasingly / Broken in my...»
«Der Eiffelturm - nah zum Greifen. / Greif, steig, nimm ihn in Besitz. / Doch jeder von uns sah zu Zeiten / Dinge, und sieht sie, sage ich, auch itzt, Daß unschön uns und trostlos / Euer Paris sich zeigt. / "Rußland, o du mein Rußland, / Warum brennt dein Licht so weit?"»
«Come, Jim, give me your paw for luck, / I swear i've never seen one like it. / Let's go, the two of us, and bark / Up the moon when Nature's silent. Come, Jim, give me your pow for luck. / Stop licking me, pet, and please do / At least heed this advice i'm giving. / Of life you havent g...»