«We want to be familiars of the stars — / we’ve been too distant long enough. / We’ve found the fun of acting tough. / Be big, be bold, be like Baklanov, / or Platov, or Ostranitsa — / stop bending over backward / before Mohammedan majesty! / Let politicians sputter — / spit...»
«People in love, casting / long looks, long sighs. / Beasts in love, raising / dregs in their eyes, / choked on their bits of foam. / Suns in love, covering / night with a weft of earth, / dancing to meet, to mate. / Gods in love, forming / the trembling universe / into verse, / ...»
«Cloudarias floated all folorn / over the far high hills away, / Cloudarias cast their canopied shadows / over the desolate far away. / Cloudarias tumbled their canopied shadows / over the desolate far away... / Cloudarias floated all folorn / over the high far hills away.»
«The Monster, resident of heights, / With the terrible back-side, / Caught a girl who carried a jar, / Having a tender sight. / In the branches of his fuzzy hands / Like a ripened fruit she swung, / Thus, the horrid Monster spends, / Satisfied, his leisure time.»