Brow —
Snows.
White —
Coffin glows.
Intones
the deacon.
Arrow lit
Beacon —
Nave —
grave.
Consecration!
Vault — cessation.
Apparition —
Hell's perdition!
(Сонет)
Лоб —
Мел.
Бел
Гроб.
Спел
Поп.
Сноп
Стрел —
День
Свят!
Склеп
Слеп.
Тень —
В ад!
«This winter night I travel out, / This winter night, I cannot sleep: / From corners, shelves, from all about, / Across and through its heavy shroud, / The rosy-colored twilight seeps. Having flipped the silver goblets / Over in the drowsy air, / The lilies pour me fragrant droplets / ...»
«Among the worlds, and in the stellar light / One Star repeatedly I call by name... / And not because She is the one I loved, / But just because the others slake my flame. And if the burden of my doubt is hard / From Her I seek an answer, unimpeded, / Not for the light She's casting as a S...»
«Scorched by the fire of the sky’s unmoving body, / The pick-ax stops clanging out its accursed lesson. / And nailed onto the earth, the piled autumnal haystacks / Of sleeping working-men are black as any downpour. The last decision of some dark and savage forces, / A vertical ray’s call...»
«The all-dressed-up in gold, consumptive-looking gardens — / Where their slow sickness wears magenta-rich veneers. / The late glow of the sun lingering in its brief arches / Having no power to take the shape of fragrant fruit. Also the coarse footprints, the yellow silk of carpets. / The c...»