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Denis Bezmelnitsin

Konya. Loras Dağı
Milky stone from the shelf
I took, "Do you have at least..?"
- Yes, I have: A shall'p
Under weight began to list...

The stone I put in bag, and left
The tavern as a spot
On paper. Máybe that
Shallop's still on snow afloat...

On the lane I went, the trees
Were taking form of notes:
"We are romance of wintry hills..."
Soon afar the mount uprose.

Long I sought the road on map,
But asleep had fallen road...
I essay'd to wake her up:
"Let me slumber, hush! Do not..."

On bitter river on the mount
The shallop máybe sprang a leak...
The captain calls, and calls, but shout
Rebounds from the stones onlý...

While I'm in the snow a log:
The spot of wreck, alack, I do
Not know, nor can unlock...
Who'll give the cue?

On the slant of mount amid
The snow a boat I found;
Dervish in the boat doth sit,
Singing not aloud:

Près des bords où Venise est reine de la mer,
Le gondolier nocturne au retour de Vesper
D’un léger aviron bat la vague aplanie,
Chante Renaud, Tancrède et la belle Herminie.
André Chénier

Large ball of snow was on the prow...
"A heavy freight have you!"
- To the peak I drift of mount,
I carry the moon!

December 2024