Osip Mandelshtam
- Oh your image, haunting me yet blurred..., by Ilya Shambat
Oh your image, haunting me yet blurred, /
In the fog I could not touch or feel. /
"Goodness me" by error slipped the word /
Unawares, yet heedin...
- Thy image, wavering, agonizing..., by Bernard Meares
Thy image, wavering, agonizing, /
I could not perceive through the mist. /
“My Lord!” I muttered by mistake, /
Speaking without realizing.
The ...
- Your image, tormenting and elusive..., by David McDuff
Your image, tormenting and elusive, /
I could not touch in the mist. /
“God I” I said by mistake, /
never thinking to say that myself.
God’s na...
- Your vague image, frail and born in ache..., by Evgenia Sarkisyants
Your vague image, frail and born in ache, /
In the fog I could not sense by touch. /
“God!” my tongue let out, though by mistake, /
For I did no...