“Not believing in the Resurrection” (Osip Emilevich Mandelstam Poems)
INot believing in the Resurrection,we strolled in the cemetery.-- You know, the earth everywherereminds me of those hills. . . ...
INot believing in the Resurrection,we strolled in the cemetery.-- You know, the earth everywherereminds me of those hills. . . ...
No birds in sight. The forest withers slowly,Resigned to utter emptiness and chill.No mushrooms, but there comes from out a ...
Of course, the familiar rustling of programs, My hair mussed from behind by a grand gesture Of mink. A little ...
As I sit here in the quiet Summer night, Suddenly, from the distant road, there comes The grind and rush ...
Thin as hair are the shadows of sunsetWhen they follow drawn-out every tree.On the road through the forest the post-girlHands ...
You are disappointed? You thought that in peace weWould part to the sound of a requiem, a swan-song?You counted on ...
The swifts have no strength any more to retain, To check the light-blue evening coolness. It burst from their breasts, ...
IYOUTH and Laughter, What comes after? After Laughter - Love, What is Love? A stolen kiss, A moment's bliss, A ...
All this was written on the next day's list. On which the busyness unfurled its cursive roots, pale but effective, ...
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