Not like other people, not every week,
Not all the time, in a century but twice,
I prayed to you: please intelligibly
Reiterate the words of creation.
Unbearable to you are the admixtures
Of intimacies and people's slavishness.
How could you possibly make me happy?
With what would you consume the earth's salt?
Не как люди, не еженедельно,
Не всегда, в столетье раза два
Я молил тебя: членораздельно
Повтори творящие слова.
И тебе ж невыносимы смеси
Откровений и людских неволь.
Как же хочешь ты, чтоб я был весел,
С чем бы стал ты есть земную соль?
«Long centuries of centuries will pass, unsighted / Millenniums as locusts in deathy clouds descend, / And in the muttering of centuries affrighted / The same enduring firmament will watch the end. / The dumb, dead firmament—that God will not remember, / Who breathes Eternity behind the f...»
«The candid psalm of Silence rises whitely burning, / The icy wastes are lit with sunset's radiant yearning. / The drowsy elements in yawning vistas freeze, / And voiceless are the argent Polar liturgies. Above the sea of whiteness, crimson curtains falling; / No fields or forests here, clea...»
«1 Oh, fire who purgeth us / In fate-kindled strife, / Thy beauty ruleth us, / Shining with life! 2 Still and meek in the glow of a taper in church, / But in riot — tumultuous-tongued, / Unmoved by wild prayers, multi-faced, / Shot with color in walls overthrown, / Mad ...»
«In the land of Ra the flaming, by the shores of Nile's slow waters, where the roofs of Thebes were seen, / In the days of yore you loved me, as dark Isis loved Osiris, sister, friend and worshiped queen! / And the pyramid its shadow on our evening trysts would lean. Oh, the mystery rem...»