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XI
 


And I go out from space
Into the abandoned garden of values,
And pick off fake constancy
And self-consciousness of reasons.
And your, infinity, textbook
I read alone in my solitude —
The leafless, wild medical manual,
Assignment book of enormous roots.


''<November 1933, Moscow>''
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<small>© Dmitri Smirnov, Translation.  Can be reproduced if non commercial.</small>
<small>© Dmitri Smirnov, Translation.  Can be reproduced if non commercial.</small>

Revision as of 10:42, 3 October 2007

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Translated from Russian by Dmitri Smirnov. In Russian: И я выхожу из пространства (Мандельштам) Link to further information



XI

And I go out from space
Into the abandoned garden of values,
And pick off fake constancy
And self-consciousness of reasons.
And your, infinity, textbook
I read alone in my solitude —
The leafless, wild medical manual,
Assignment book of enormous roots.

<November 1933, Moscow>


© Dmitri Smirnov, Translation. Can be reproduced if non commercial.