THE PARABOLIC BALLAD (Andrei Voznesensky Poems)
My life, like a rocket, makes a parabola flying in darkness, -- no rainbow for traveler. There once lived an ...
My life, like a rocket, makes a parabola flying in darkness, -- no rainbow for traveler. There once lived an ...
There is Bukashkin, our neighbor, in underpants of blotting paper, and, like balloons, the Antiworlds hang up above him in ...
My doc announced yesterday : "You may have talent, though it's hidden, your beak, however, is frost-bitten, so stick at ...
I hate you, rubber souls, you seem to stretch to fit any regime. They'll give a yawning smile, stretched wide, ...
Sailor, my dear, my heaven-made spouse! There is one thing that I beg of you, man: Kiss any strangers, and ...
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