A path — into ether
Leaves the earth behind.
— Stop here, people! —
Adolescence is blind.
Higher and higher still!
Into the blue fields of rye!
— Stop! — or you will
Step on the sky.
Прямо в эфир
Рвётся тропа.
— Остановись! —
Юность слепа.
Ввысь им и ввысь!
В синюю рожь!
— Остановись! —
В небо ступнёшь.
«From rooftops, tears seeped into pipes / and to the river’s arm drew streaks, / while lips, suspended from the skies, / continued sucking on stone teats. The sky, relaxed, could now see clearly: / along the sea's resplendent channel, / the sweating cameleer drove wearily / The Neva’...»
«The violin was panicking, imploring / and suddenly burst into tears, / so child-like and pesky / that the drum couldn't stand it: / "All right, all right, all right!" / It got weary, couldn't wait till the violin finished, / slipped out onto the gleaming Kuznetsky / and took flight. / ...»
«The restaurant was rouge from the electricity. / Chairs were soaked with the flesh of the feminine heap. / When the insulted conductor rushed in and explicitly / commanded musicians to weep. And, right away, the trumpet — swinging — / smacked the sated muzzle with a handful of copper te...»
«The moon is emerging. / It going to be here / soon. / Now, it hangs in the air, full and stark. / That is probably God, / with a divine / silver spoon, / groping in the fish-soup of stars. »