Girlfriend. 5. Today, at about the stroke of eight..., by Karina McCorkle Today, at about the stroke of eight, /
Headlong down Bolshaya Lubyanka, /
Like a bullet, like a snowball, /
A sled flew past, headed somewhere.
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Today, around eight, dashing through..., by Ilya Shambat Today, around eight, dashing through /
Big Lubanka straight ahead, /
Like bullet, like snowball, /
Somewhere rushed the sled.
Already the laugh...
Tonight, at past 7 p.m..., by Alyona Stasyukenene Tonight, at past 7 p.m. /
At snowball, fast and furious, /
En touche at the central pier /
The sledge’s zipped. And I was curious.
Yet jokes an...
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Ėjau po septynių šį vakarą..., Aliona Stasiukėnienė Ėjau po septynių šį vakarą, /
Gražiausia centrine gatve. /
Štai rogės tik šast, kaip iš Acro /
Ir dingo sniego rūke.
Ir juokės, ir juokės mergi...