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 heeding its appeal.
Name of god, like a large bird, so intensely,
Took a flight right out of my chest.
Straight ahead the fog is steaming densely
And behind me, cage's emptiness.
Образ твой, мучительный и зыбкий,
Я не мог в тумане осязать.
«Господи!», сказал я по ошибке,
Сам того не думая сказать.
Божье имя, как большая птица,
Вылетело из моей груди...
Впереди густой туман клубится,
И пустая клетка позади...
«Long centuries of centuries will pass, unsighted / Millenniums as locusts in deathy clouds descend, / And in the muttering of centuries affrighted / The same enduring firmament will watch the end. / The dumb, dead firmament—that God will not remember, / Who breathes Eternity behind the f...»
«The candid psalm of Silence rises whitely burning, / The icy wastes are lit with sunset's radiant yearning. / The drowsy elements in yawning vistas freeze, / And voiceless are the argent Polar liturgies. Above the sea of whiteness, crimson curtains falling; / No fields or forests here, clea...»
«1 Oh, fire who purgeth us / In fate-kindled strife, / Thy beauty ruleth us, / Shining with life! 2 Still and meek in the glow of a taper in church, / But in riot — tumultuous-tongued, / Unmoved by wild prayers, multi-faced, / Shot with color in walls overthrown, / Mad ...»
«In the land of Ra the flaming, by the shores of Nile's slow waters, where the roofs of Thebes were seen, / In the days of yore you loved me, as dark Isis loved Osiris, sister, friend and worshiped queen! / And the pyramid its shadow on our evening trysts would lean. Oh, the mystery rem...»