«I crave for the roses and garden my best, / That’s clad in the best in the word airy fence. Where statues remember me youthful and blessed, / And I – them all covered by Neva’s cold waves. In silence, so fragrant, amidst limes of kings, / I hear: the ship's masts are squeaking in swing...»
«"And Michal the daughter of Saul loved David, / And Saul said: I will give her to him, and she will be a snare." / Book of Kings And the young lad plays for the mad king, / And he smites the pitilessness of night, / And he loudly hails the triumph of dawn, / And he stifles dread phantoms ...»
«And beyond the barbed wire, / In the very heart of the dense taiga — / I don't know what year it is —, / Having become a handful of camp dust, / Having become a legend from a terrible true story, / My double goes to an interrogation. / And then it conies from the interrogation, / W...»
«A shameless thing, of every vileness capable, / It is as drab as dust, as earthly dust. / I perish of a nearness inescapable; / Its fatal coils about my limbs are thrust. A shaggy poulp, embracing me, and pricking me, / And as a serpent cold against my heart, / Its branching scales are po...»