Korney Chukovsky
- The no-water boy, by Miriam Morton
(The quilt Ran away!..) - Wash`em clean, by E. Felgenhauer
(From my bed...)
«Has putting nets into dull waters, / To mantic hum of dark lime-trees, / A silent, thoughtful maiden watches / Scales of the fairy fish in streams. They, with an animal’s emotion, / Bend to a ringlet their tails, / Or strew the blue-green of an ocean — / So simple, transparent, ...»
«The quiet waters of the factories’ pools — / The fully filled wounds of the rivers, stunned, / Deadly, the dams interrupted your run, / Deathly — the rhythmic machines' push and pull. Smell of the sulfur and lime here steels, — / Instead of the one of the groves and grass, / Stea...»
«The weeks are becoming more lazy and mingling, / The lightest flash is delayed by sad thoughts, / But a heart is praying, a heart is building: / It’s not a coffin — a house it plots. The carpenter, gaily, will build here a tower, / From not cold granite, but from shining wood, / Thoâ...»
«What utter happiness is it to be forsaken! / What heaven's light can one see in the past! — / Like when cold winter after summer breaks in, / We dream of sun that long ago left us. A dried flower, a bundle of lover’s letters, / Few happy dates, a light of smiling eyes, — / And thoâ€...»