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“I Often Shiver With Cold”

…from the quills of the dead white poets Osip Mandelshtam 1891 -1938 I often shiver with cold – I want to be mute as a thing! There is, in the skies, dancing gold Sending me commands to sing! Singer, be … Continue reading

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O heavens, heavens,

…from the quills of the dead white poets Osip Mandelshtam 1891 -1938 O heavens, heavens, see you in my dreams! It is impossible — you had become so blind, And day was burned as if a page — to rims: … Continue reading

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“I Had Not Tried the Wine…”

…from the quills of the dead white poets Osip Mandelshtam 1891 -1938 I had not tried the wine that ancients made, And had not heard of Ossian’s old tune; So why, on earth, I seem to see the glade, And, … Continue reading

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I can’t sleep

…from the quills of the dead white poets Osip Mandelshtam 1891 -1938 I can’t sleep. Homer, and the taut white sails. I could the list of ships read only to a half: The long-long breed, the train of flying cranes … Continue reading

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