Autumn, by Evelyn Bristol Silence. In the junipers atop the valley, /
Autumn — a roam mare — rubs her mane for dressing.
Well above the wooded river banks — /
That's the d...
Autumn, by Tatiana Nabeeva On the edge of a juniper grove /
Autumn, the red mare, walks quietly /
Dropping leaves from its mane on the ground.
And the clang of its hoofs is...
Autumn, by Babette Deutsch How still it is among the junipers! /
Autumn — a bay mare — cleans her mane of burrs.
Her hoofs' blue clatter sounds above the bank /
Of the stil...
Autumn, by Geoffrey Thurley Along the bluff the juniper grove is still. /
Autumn like a red mare combs her mane.
Along the banks that guard the river /
You hear the blue cli...
in german
Sergei Jessenin (deutsch)
Herbst, Eric Boerner für R. V. Ivanov
Im Wacholder, bei des Steilhangs Gähnen /
Kämmt sich Herbst als Rotfuchs still die Mähne.
Über dem, was Fluss und Ufer ziert, /
...
in hungarian
Szergej Jeszenyin (magyar)
Ősz, Zsuzsa Rab Csend üli meg a borókás nyirkos mélyét, /
most az ősz, a piros kanca, rázza sörényét.
Hol a rozsdaverte part mereng, /
patkójának kékes hangja cs...