Osip Mandelshtam
- After midnight, clean out of your hands..., by Robert Chandler
- After midnight, the heart pinches away..., by Andrey Kneller
«Who hasn't built a house — / Is unworthy of earth. Who hasn't built a house — / Will not become earth: / Thatch — ashes… — I haven't built a house.»
«To Boris Pasternak Di — stance: versts, miles... / Have di — vided, di — vorced us, / To force us to be quiet / In two opposite corners of the world. Di — stance: versts, horizons... / Have unsticked, unsoldered us, / Moving apart, have crucified, / But they didn't know that we...»
«The night, street, chemist shop, & lantern, / The gloomy lighting with no aim. / Live more — some dozens years — the pattern / With no escape will be the same. Death brings new start from the beginning, / The past returns itself: the night, / Canal’s ice ripples with no meaning, / ...»
«Night. City calmed down. / Behind the large window / It is quiet and solemnly, / As if a man dies. But there somebody stands simply sad, / Distracted by failure, / With the open collar, / And looks at the stars. "Stars, stars, / Tell me the reason for this melancholy!" And again loo...»