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| | title = Octets | | | title = Octets |
| | author = Osip Mandelstam | | | author = Osip Mandelstam |
| | | translator = Dmitri Smirnov |
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| | next = [[I love the appearance of the tissue|''I love the appearance… (1)]] → | | | next = [[I love the uprise of a texture (1)|I love the uprise of a texture (1)]] → |
| | notes = This cycle of eleven poems was written in 1932-35 (Moscow-Voronezh). Included in [[The Moscow Notebooks]]. In Russian: [[Восьмистишия (Мандельштам)]]. | | | notes = Included in [[The Moscow Notebooks (Mandelstam)|''Moscow Notebooks'']]. See also ''[[Poems (Mandelstam)|Poems]]''. This cycle of eleven poems was written in 1932-35 (Moscow — Voronezh). In Russian: [[Восьмистишия (Мандельштам)|''Восьмистишия'']].}} |
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| '''Contents:''' | | |I. || [[I love the uprise of a texture (1)|I love the uprise of a texture… (1)]] || [[Image:100%.png]] |
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| | |II. || [[I love the uprise of a texture (2)|I love the uprise of a texture… (2)]] || [[Image:100%.png]] |
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| | |III. || [[O butterfly, O Moslem-woman|O butterfly, O Moslem-woman…]] || [[Image:100%.png]] |
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| | |IV. || [[The tiny appendage of the sixth sense|The tiny appendage of the sixth sense…]] || [[Image:100%.png]] |
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| | |V. || [[Overcoming the firmness of nature|Overcoming the firmness of nature…]] || [[Image:100%.png]] |
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| | |VI. || [[When, after destroying the sketches|When, after destroying the sketches…]] || [[Image:100%.png]] |
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| | |VII.|| [[And Schubert on the water, and Mozart in the bird's hubbub|And Schubert on the water, and Mozart in the bird's hubbub…]] || [[Image:100%.png]] |
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| | |VIII. ||[[And the toothed paw of the maple|And the toothed paw of the maple…]] || [[Image:100%.png]] |
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| | |IX. || [[Tell me, Desert Draftsman|Tell me, Desert Draftsman...]] || [[Image:100%.png]] |
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| | |X. || [[From needle-shaped pestilential glasses|From needle-shaped pestilential glasses...]] || [[Image:100%.png]] |
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| | |XI. || [[And I go out from space|And I go out from space…]] || [[Image:100%.png]] |
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| :I. [[I love the uprise of a texture (1)|I love the uprise of a texture… (1)]]
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| :II. [[I love the uprise of a texture (2)|I love the uprise of a texture… (2)]]
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| :III. [[O butterfly, O Moslem-woman|O butterfly, O Moslem-woman…]]
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| :IV. [[The tiny appendage of the sixth sense|The tiny appendage of the sixth sense…]]
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| :V. [[Overcoming the firmness of nature|Overcoming the firmness of nature…]]
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| :VI. [[When after destroying the sketches|When after destroying the sketches…]]
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| :VII. [[And Schubert on the water, and Mozart in the bird's hubbub|And Schubert on the water, and Mozart in the bird's hubbub…]]
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| :VIII. [[And the toothed paw of the maple tree|And the toothed paw of the maple…]]
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| :IX. [[Tell me, Desert Draftsman|Tell me, Desert Draftsman...]]
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| :X. [[From needle-shaped pestilential glasses|From needle-shaped pestilential glasses...]]
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| :XI. [[And I go out from space|And I go out from space…]]
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| There are known a few translations of the whole cycle to English published in: | | There are known a few translations of the whole cycle to English published in: |
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| * Osip Mandelstam: "Selected Poems", translated by David McDuff. Farrar, Strauss and Giroux (New York) and, with minor corrections, Rivers Press (Cambridge), 1973. | | * Osip Mandelstam: "Selected Poems", translated by David McDuff. Farrar, Strauss and Giroux (New York) and, with minor corrections, Rivers Press (Cambridge), 1973. |
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| [[Category:Poems|*]] | | [[Category:Poems]] |
| [[Category:Poetry by Osip Mandelstam|*]] | | [[Category:Poetry by Osip Mandelstam]] |
| [[Category:1930s]] | | [[Category:1930s]] |
| [[Category:Works originally in Russian]] | | [[Category:Works originally in Russian]] |
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| Octets. Osip Mandelstam | | Octets. Osip Mandelstam |
| Osip Emilyevich Mandelstam (1891 – 1938) | | Osip Emilyevich Mandelstam (1891 – 1938) |
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| OCTETS / ВОСЬМИСТИШИЯ
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| I
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| I love the uprise of a texture,
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| To see after two, three or some
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| Air gasps, when there will be a gesture,
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| And deep straightening breath then will come.
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| And space, like a child, half awoken
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| Chalks arcs with the sail of the yacht –
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| The shapes so untied and unbroken,
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| And plays, never knowing its cot.
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| (Перевод 20 июня 2007, Сент-Олбанс)
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| (Подстрочный перевод:)
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| I love the uprise of a texture,
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| When after two or three
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| Or perhaps four gasps
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| It comes, the straight deep breath.
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| And by the sailing arcs of a regatta,
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| Drawing the open shapes,
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| The space being only half-awake plays
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| Like a child, never used to knowing the crib.
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| (November 1933 Moscow. July 1935, Voronezh)
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| Люблю появление ткани,
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| Когда после двух или трех,
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| А то четырех задыханий
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| Придет выпрямительный вздох —
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| И дугами парусных гонок
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| Открытые формы чертя,
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| Играет пространство спросонок —
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| Не знавшее люльки дитя.
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| (Ноябрь 1933, Москва. Июль 1935, Воронеж)
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| II. [Variant]
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| I love the uprise of a texture,
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| When after two or three
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| Or perhaps four gasps
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| It comes, the straight deep breath.
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| It is so good and so hard
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| When the moment approaches.
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| And suddenly — the arc expansion
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| Sounds in my mumblings.
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| (November 1933, Moscow)
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| II. [Вариант]
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| Люблю появление ткани,
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| Когда после двух или трех,
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| А то четырех задыханий
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| Прийдет выпрямительный вздох —
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| И так хорошо мне и тяжко,
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| Когда приближается миг —
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| И вдруг дуговая растяжка
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| Звучит в бормотаньях моих.
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| (Ноябрь 1933, Москва)
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| III
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| O butterfly, O Moslem-woman,
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| All wrapped in a cut shroud,
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| Living and dying
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| So big a one!
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| With long moustaches, a biter,
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| All plunged in an Arabian mantle.
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| O shroud unfolded like a flag,
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| Fold up your wings, I am afraid!
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| (November 1933)
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| III
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| О бабочка, о мусульманка,
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| В разрезанном саване вся —
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| Жизняночка и умиранка,
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| Такая большая, сия!
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| С большими усами кусава
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| Ушла с головою в бурнус.
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| О, флагом развернутый саван, —
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| Сложи свои крылья — боюсь!
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| (Ноябрь 1933, Москва)
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| IV
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| The tiny appendage of the sixth sense,
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| The pineal eye of the lizard,
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| The monasteries of snails and shells,
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| Or the gabble of the gleaming eyelids, —
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| The unreachable — it is so close!
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| You can’t unfasten or observe it,
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| Like the message put in your hand
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| That you have to answer right away.
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| (May 1932, Moscow)
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| IV
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| Шестого чувства крохотный придаток
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| Иль ящерицы теменной глазок,
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| Монастыри улиток и створчаток,
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| Мерцающих ресничек говорок.
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| Недостижимое, как это близко!
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| Ни развязать нельзя, ни посмотреть, —
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| Как будто в руку вложена записка
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| И на нее немедленно ответь.
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| (Май 1932, Москва)
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| V
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| Overcoming the firmness of nature
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| The hard-blue eye pierces into its law,
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| In the earth's crust the rock plays the fool,
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| And the groans tear from the breast like the ore.
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| And the weak dwarfish shoot spreads out,
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| Like the road bent into the horn, —
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| To comprehend the inner excess of space
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| That is the oath of the petal and cupola.
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| (January 1934, Moscow)
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| V
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| Преодолев затверженность природы,
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| Голуботвердый глаз проник в ее закон,
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| В земной коре юродствуют породы,
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| И как руда из груди рвется стон.
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| И тянется глухой недоразвиток,
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| Как бы дорогой, согнутою в рог, —
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| Понять пространства внутренний избыток
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| И лепестка и купола залог.
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| (Январь 1934, Москва)
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| VI
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| When, after destroying the sketches,
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| You thoroughly hold in your mind
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| A period with no dull footnotes
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| United in its inner shade, —
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| And it just on its own power
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| Is floating with eyes snapped shut, —
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| It relates to the paper exactly
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| Like cupola to the empty skies.
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| (January 1933, Moscow)
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| VI
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| Когда, уничтожив набросок,
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| Ты держишь прилежно в уме
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| Период без тягостных сносок,
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| Единый во внутренней тьме, —
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| И он лишь на собственной тяге,
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| Зажмурившись, держится сам —
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| Он так же отнесся к бумаге,
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| Как купол к пустым небесам.
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| (Январь 1933, Москва)
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| VII
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| And Schubert on the water, and Mozart in the bird's hubbub,
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| And Goethe whistling on his twisting path,
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| And Hamlet thinking by the frightened steps,
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| They took the pulse of the crowd and trusted in the crowd.
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| Perhaps a whisper was born before the lips,
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| And leaves whirled in the woodless world,
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| And those to whom we dedicated our experience
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| Gained their traits before any experience.
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| (January 1934, Moscow)
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| VII
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| И Шуберт на воде, и Моцарт в птичьем гаме,
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| И Гёте, свищущий на вьющейся тропе,
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| И Гамлет, мысливший пугливыми шагами,
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| Считали пульс толпы и верили толпе.
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| Быть может, прежде губ уже родился шопот
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| И в бездревесности кружилися листы,
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| И те, кому мы посвящаем опыт,
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| До опыта приобрели черты.
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| (Январь 1934, Москва)
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| VIII
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| And the toothed paw of the maple
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| Bathes in the round angles,
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| We can from the butterflies of flecks
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| To compose figures on the walls.
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| There are some mosques living,
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| And I understood this right now:
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| That perhaps, we — Hagia Sophia
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| with the countless set of eyes.
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| (November 1933 — January 1934, Moscow)
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| VIII
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| И клена зубчатая лапа
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| Купается в круглых углах,
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| И можно из бабочек крапа
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| Рисунки слагать на стенах.
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| Бывают мечети живые,
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| И я догадался сейчас:
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| Быть может, мы — Айя-София
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| С бесчисленным множеством глаз.
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| (Ноябрь 1933 — январь 1934, Москва)
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| IX
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| Tell me, Desert Draftsman,
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| Geometer of the quicksands,
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| Is it true, that unrestrained lines
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| Are more powerful than the blowing wind?
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| — I don't care about the trembling
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| Of his Judaic troubles. —
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| He shapes experience from babble,
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| And drinks babble from the experience.
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| (November 1933, Moscow)
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| IX
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| Скажи мне, чертежник пустыни,
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| Сыпучих песков геометр,
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| Ужели безудержность линий
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| Сильнее, чем дующий ветр?
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| — Меня не касается трепет
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| Его иудейских забот —
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| Он опыт из лепета лепит
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| И лепет из опыта пьет.
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| (Ноябрь 1933, Москва)
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| X
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| From needle-shaped pestilential glasses
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| We drink the obsession of reasons,
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| We touch by the hooks the small —
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| As-simple-death Quantities.
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| And there where the spillikins are chained
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| The baby keeps silence,
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| The Great Universe is sleeping
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| In the cradle of a small eternity.
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| (November 1933, Moscow)
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| X
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| В игольчатых чумных бокалах
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| Мы пьем наважденье причин,
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| Касаемся крючьями малых,
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| Как легкая смерть, величин.
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| И там, где сцепились бирюльки,
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| Ребенок молчанье хранит,
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| Большая вселенная в люльке
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| У маленькой вечности спит.
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| (Ноябрь 1933, Москва)
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| XI
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| And I go out from space
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| Into the abandoned garden of values,
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| And pick off fake constancy
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| And self-consciousness of reasons.
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| And your, infinity, textbook
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| I read alone in my solitude —
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| The leafless, wild medical manual,
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| Assignment book of enormous roots.
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| (November 1933, Moscow)
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| XI
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| И я выхожу из пространства
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| В запущенный сад величин,
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| И мнимое рву постоянство
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| И самосознанье причин.
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| И твой, бесконечность, учебник
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| Читаю один, без людей —
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| Безлиственный, дикий лечебник,
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| Задачник огромных корней.
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| (Ноябрь 1933, Москва)
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| (Перевод: закончен 25 сентября 2006, Сент-Олбанс)
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