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Graeme Davis

Eleven Poems of Osip Mandelstam (Selected Poems of the Russian Symbolists: Bryusov, Akhmatova and Mandelstam)

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    In every breath we drink fatal air,

    And every hour is a deadly time for us.
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    In Petropolis
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    Then the more often it occurs to me: out of unkind weightiness

    I should create some day something beautiful.
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    A body has been given to me

    A body has been given to me, what should I do with it,

    So unique and so mine?

    For quiet joy to breathe and live

    Whom, tell me, should I thank?

    I am a gardener and also a flower,

    In the world’s dungeon I am not alone.

    On the glass of eternity they have already settled,

    My breath and my warmth.
  • Lucíaalıntı yaptı3 yıl önce
    A body has been given to me

    A body has been given to me, what should I do with it,

    So unique and so mine?

    For quiet joy to breathe and live

    Whom, tell me, should I thank?

    I am a gardener and also a flower,

    In the world’s dungeon I am not alone.

    On the glass of eternity they have already settled,

    My breath and my warmth.

    A design will imprint itself on it,

    Lately unrecognisable.

    Let the murk of the moment expire –

    That precious design cannot be crossed out.
  • Lucíaalıntı yaptı4 yıl önce
    A body has been given to me, what should I do with it,

    So unique and so mine?

    For quiet joy to breathe and live

    Whom, tell me, should I thank?

    I am a gardener and also a flower,

    In the world’s dungeon I am not alone.
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