Osip Mandelstam, 1911

Feb 11, 2010 18:00

Why is soul of mine melodious, 
and the dearest names are few;
instantaneous rhythm - Aquilonis - 
is at most rule of chance for you?

It will surge in a dusty cloud,
make a noise with the paper leaves,
and will never return from out;
if returned - not the same it leaves.

Oh unlimited wind of Orpheus,
you will pass into seashore land.
I forgot useless "self" - I'm obvious
to be nurturing my null first-hand.

I have wandered through toy-like thicket
and have found azure cave...
Have I really been? I peek at
(with amazement) my jura: grave.

02/11. 02. 10

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