THE ANTIWORLDS (Andrei Voznesensky Poems)
There is Bukashkin, our neighbor, in underpants of blotting paper, and, like balloons, the Antiworlds hang up above him in ...
There is Bukashkin, our neighbor, in underpants of blotting paper, and, like balloons, the Antiworlds hang up above him in ...
A poet can't be in disfavour, he needs no awards, no fame. A star has no setting whatever, no black ...
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