The world is splattered by sunlight,
Sparkling with festive luster.
Leaving
the morning darkness
behind,
People stand blinded,
And blink, adjusting.
Any move now is an effort —
don’t try!
The city has halted,
by brightness smitten
At the front doors, half-awake
it lies
Squinting at light
like a coddled kitten.
Солнцем обрызган целый мир,
Празднично блещет улица.
После
утренней тьмы
квартир
Люди стоят
и щурятся.
Сдвинься, попробуй, —
не хватит сил,
И у подъездов,
спросонок,
Город большой на мгновенье
застыл,
Зажмурившись,
как котенок.
«A tree grows, reminiscent / Of a natural wooden column. / It sprouts members / Dressed in round leaves. / A congregation of such trees / Makes up a wood, a forest, a grove. / But the definition of a forest is imprecise / When we point out just its formal structure. A cow's fat body, ...»
«In a land far remote, / Near the end of the earth, / Foreman lay by a road, / For he couldn't move forth. / His heart must have been strained / Or forgotten, his flask, / But no strength there remained / To deliver the task. / What the peasants there deemed, / Drove them into disma...»
«Zodiac's dimming every feature / Over pasture's endless ward. / Sleeping is the Canine creature, / Dozing is the Sparrow bird. / Healthy-bottomed mermaids scatter, / Float directly heaven bound. / Hands like branches, only fatter, / Breasts like turnips strong and round. / A witch on...»
«Three springs in life's unbroken joyless desert / Mysteriously issue from the sands: / The spring of youth, uneven and rebellious, / Bears swift its sparkling stream through sunny lands; / Life's exiles drink the wave of inspiration / That swells the limpid fount of Castaly; / But 'tis t...»