«Oh, quietly mad I’d like to be — / I can’t keep calm to save my life — / When at the cinema I see / A one - armed man with pregnant wife. To me a harp will angels bring, / The world grows limpid as a pool — / But open-mouthed he’ll sit and grin / While Charlie Chaplin plays ...»
«I am an end and a beginning. / So little spun from all my spinning! / I’ve been a firm link nonetheless; / With that good fortune I’ve been blessed. New Russia enters on her greatness; / They’ll carve my head two-faced, like Janus, / At crossroads, looking down both ways, / Where ...»
«Shape ships to seek some shining shore, / Or, if you choose, chirp chants in churches. / But seize your chance — shout one shy cheer, / And shoot up starwards, sharp and sheer... / I shift the chairs — a cheerless chore... / What tosh you chunter in these searches / For shoes and spe...»
«“While you were traveling the usual path, he seeks / The snows of unattainable peaks." / — Mirra Lokhvitskaya1 Mirra Lokhvitskaia’s ashes are now entombed, / Her cross exchanged for a mausoleum, / But her ecstatic parade of trees / Remains magnificent, as before. When sick Fofanov2...»