Hands — in the dips
Of all resold, repledged, repossessed!
It’s just the lips,
The hands I mustn’t confuse with the rest!
All those vain
Petty things that steal me from sanity.
Hands to heaven,
Friend, here I plead to my own memory!
My poetry
(The dumping ground of my Highnesses!)
Is not to see
You wilt like every other guy once has.
My breast is deep
(Being a thousand-breast-wide mass
Grave!) – May it keep
You clear of rain as the millennia pass…
Midst bodies, may
You — my damnation two-starry-eyed! —
Never decay,
Tagged: unidentified.
Руки — и в круг
Перепродаж и переуступок!
Только бы губ,
Только бы рук мне не перепутать!
Этих вот всех
Суетностей, от которых сна нет.
Руки воздев
Друг, заклинаю свою же память!
Чтобы в стихах
(Свалочной яме моих Высочеств!)
Ты не зачах,
Ты не усох наподобье прочих.
Чтобы в груди
(В тысячегрудой моей могиле
Братской!) — дожди
Тысячелетий тебя не мыли...
Тело меж тел,
— Ты, что мне пропадом был двухзвёздным!..
Чтоб не истлел
С надписью: не опознан.
«Yes, I know, we're not a pair, / In some other land I was born, / What I like is not the guitar / But the wild blows of a horn. Not to gowns and tails I deliver / My best poems in luxurious halls, / I would rather read them to a river, / To the clouds and waterfalls. And I love, like i...»
«Be blessed the finest wine that 's loving us, / And the good bread that goes for us to a roaster, / And the hot woman that will first harass / But finally allow us to test her. Yet, what we'll do with Phoebus' chariot / That conveys Sun, harnessed with its six horses, / With dawn cool and...»
«No word, keep secret and withhold / Your feelings and your dreams untold — / But in your deepest soul of all / Permit their rising and their fall / Like stars that shine at night, unheard; / Just contemplate them — and no word. / How can the soul itself impart? / How can anot...»
«Seal thou thy lips, to none impart / The secret dreams that fill thy heart. / Within it let them blaze and die / As do the silent stars on high / When o'er the earth night's shadows stray — / Delight in them — and silent stay. / Thy sentiments to none confide; / From those ab...»