«These squares are so spacious and wide, / These resonant bridges — so steep! / Above us, the cover of night / Is starless, tranquil and deep. Like mortals, we walk, hand in hand, / On snow that has only begun. / What wonder it is that we’ll spend / This pre-parting hour as one? My ...»
«To O. A. Kuzmina-Karavaeva “If we reach the shore, we’re spared, / My beloved!” — “Silence, please…” / We began to descend down the stairs, / Breathless, and searching for keys. Leaving buildings behind in the night, / Where we used to drink wine and dance, / Past the Senat...»
«When, with a firm but tired hand, / In the dreariest of capitals, / On the page of white I penned / My rejection, unretractable, And the damp wind from afar / Through the window, streamed inside, / It appeared, the sky was charred / With a smoky-crimson light. I didn’t gaze at the Ne...»
«N. V .N. The maple leaves already crash / Onto the swan pond as they wane, / And bushes of the mountain ash, / Mature exquisitely, blood-stained, And lavishly slender, she, alone, / Tucked legs indifferent to the chill, / Sits tall atop the northern stone, / Observing roads beyond the ...»