
Poems by Varlam Shalamov
1949
1950
1952
1954
1955
- Alive not by bread alone...
- All that is human slips away...
- And so I keep going...
- Our court nightingale...
- Purple Honey
- They say we plough shallow...
«Horse — lame. / Sword — rusty. / Who — now? / Leader of crowds. Step — hour, / Sigh — century, / Look — down. / All — there. Foe. — Friend. / Thorn. — Laurel. / All — dream... / He. — Horse. Horse — lame. / Sword — rusty. / Cloak — ol»
«Into the ether / Leads the path. / Stop, now! / Blind is youth. / Higher, all higher! / Into blue rye! / Stop, now! / You'll step in the sky.»
«Above crosses and pipes, / Baptized in fire and smoke, / The heavy-footed archangel — / Eternal Vladimir, hello! He's the rider and he's the horse, / He's the right and he's the whim. / He sighed, and spat into the palms: / Hold tight, the dray fame! The singer of plaza wonders — /...»
«¿Fue todo realidad? ¿Es hora de paseos? / Es mejor dormir eternamente, dormir, dormir, / y no ver sueño alguno. Otra vez la calle. Otra vez la cortina de tul. / Otra vez, cada noche, la estepa, el almiar, los lamentos, / ahora, y en adelante. Las hojas en septiembre, con asma en cada á...»