Time I got the message.
In my deaf stupor — time
For those laws of the sublime
Life does telegraph.
Uncertainly — on my shoulders,
My head crowned and pushed on.
Uncertainly — as a solitary ray,
Unnoticed in daylight.
As if from a slack string —
Dust — shaken from my winding —
Sheet. Tribute to my terror
And to my dust’s to-dust.
Ardently arbitrary
Time — of silent requests.
Time of our uprooted brethren.
Time of the world’s orphaning.
Есть час на те слова.
Из слуховых глушизн
Высокие права
Выстукивает жизнь.
Быть может — от плеча,
Протиснутого лбом.
Быть может — от луча,
Невидимого днём.
В напрасную струну
Прах — взмах на простыню.
Дань страху своему
И праху своему.
Жарких самоуправств
Час — и тишайших просьб.
Час безземельных братств.
Час мировых сиротств.
«Mid the celestial world and star array, / But One Star's name I speak in fascination; / Not really that I loved Her in some way; / It is that She's my sole illumination. And should a doubt exert its heavy toll, / Then Her alone I seek to guide my action; / Not for the light She emanat...»
«Loving, I am still dumbfounded / by the world and its beauty, / and nothing will make me renounce / the sweetness you grant me. However hard my breath come, / while I stand here on earth / the sound of new life will be welcome / wherever it stirs. Submissive to the sun’s rays, / ro...»
«Clouds that whiten in a dome of blue / and twisted trees sharply delineated, / the dust aglow, each shadow elongated / and phantoms that pass through the heart anew. Why was the tale so brief? I cannot say. / Was there a second half I didn’t know? / In pale skies the clouds dissolve awa...»
«Though we have parted, on my breast / your likeness as of old I wear. / It brings my spirit joy and rest, / pale phantom of a happier year. To other passions now I thrill, / yet cannot leave this love of mine. / A cast-down idol – god-like still, / a shrine abandoned, yet a shrine.»