The stopper in the iodine
has rotted from the strength inside,
the way the soul will burn unseen
and eat the flesh it's occupied.
Пробочка над крепким иодом!
Как ты скоро перетлела!
Так вот и душа незримо
Жжет и разъедает тело.
«In every church bell there is spite / In every red ribbon there is fire / In every young woman shivering / In every young man his own steed.»
«I love at times to look out the window / And to observe other people's concerns. / I love at times to look out the window / And through this leave behind my work. For a long time I stare very intently / Into the face of a young Jewish girl / Seeking to decipher in her expressions / The ...»
«I thought of eagles for a long time / and understood such a whole lot: / the eagles soar above the clouds, / they fly and fly and touch no one. / They live on cliffs and on mountains / and are intimate with water sprites, / I thought a long time about eagles / but confused them, I thi...»
«Ivan Ivanych Samovar — / A pot-bellied samovar, / A three-bucket samovar. / There inside him boiled water, / Puffed with steam that boiling water, / In the fury boiling water / Into cups pour'd through the tap, / Through the hole, then the tap, / And to cups right through the tap. ...»