Zinaida Gippius
- No, I will not be reconciled..., by Simon Karlinsky
- Without Justification, by Boris Dralyuk
(No, I will never make my peace...)
«Where the earth is seered, / in the sky's misty haze disappears, / in carefree gaiety / lives pitiful insanity. Beneath rays which burn, / digging into flaming sands, / his glassy gaze is turned / to seek things far above the land. Suddenly he'll leap, wary as a beast, / press...»
«Da, wo von der versengten Erde / Wie Rauch der Horizont sich hebt, / Da ist's, wo ohne viel Beschwerde / Der jämmerliche Irrsinn lebt. Er hat sich vor der Hitze Flirren / Tief eingewühlt im heißen Sand, / Und die verglasten Blicke irren / In Wolken suchend, unverwandt. Bald sp...»
«I yearn to live in wild extremes, / Perpetuating things and places / And incarnating all that's faceless — / To carry out all broken dreams. And while life’s nightmare chokes, persisting, / And in my sleep I suffocate, / Perhaps the future, near or distant / Will bring a glad lad, w...»
«May be, in my previous a-being, / I’ve cut the throats of my Mom and Dad, / If in this one — Lord of all the living! — / I have been doomed to suffering like that. If I call for dogs of mine, aloud, / Or just try my own horse to see, / Not obeying all my signs and shouts, / The...»