Как тот актер, что позабудет роль,Играя неумело и небрежно,Или начнет всех удручать своей игрой,Пытаясь громко высказать слова на сцене,Так я, не веря в обретенный рай,В искусство совершенства и любви,Уж чувствую, что слишком м...

By Alexander BlokThe deuces tell:Be sinful, while you're excitedWith innocent your's, but the sins,While a beauty is attracted, smiling, Conjured by your poems. For fun, for consolation now -Drink wine again, the sp...

Музей - хранилище вещейЛюдей, давно уже ушедших...Их образов, стремлений и страстейВ обрывках ткани, столь небрежных,В осколках полированных зеркал,В кусочках глиняных горшков и амфор,Где была пища и вино - когда?Никто не знает...

By Bella AkhmadulinaIn that may... Oh, in that monthI had such light and fair feeling,And, spreading over the earth,The weather with its flight attracted me.I was so generous, so lavishIn happy such anticipationOf the f...

IIAnd we had met. You'd gone outdoors.Everything had ended. Everything had started.No any day was charged beforeThis day, as if before the Christmas.And we had seen each other. Coming in the doors.And no any house was in th...

IIIMy hands recovered their sight. And eyes became, as hands, effective, greedy.And then appeared voices in my larynx,Dried up of thirst for the new sounds, real.And this my core I'm understanding once in freedom.You stand,...

III (the second variant)In freshness between two hills thereWas hiding the holy nunnery, and trees -The planes and poplars - as the watchmenSurrounded it; sometimes when ravineWas covered all with night, there shinedThrough the...

An unexperienced fan of the alien lands,The procecutor of my native ones,I usually said: where todayAt home we could find a real mindOr even genius? Then where is the honest citizenWith a lofty, noble soul living?Where is a woman -...

And the name of baby is - Lev(* - in russian Lev is Leo),His mother is - Anna,He has in his name - anger,Mother has only - silence.His hair are coloured red- The tulip's head! -Then let it be 'Osanna'To this small tzar....

Creativityby Robert Rozhdestvensky to Ernst NeisvestnyHow the stone goes alive?At firstit does not believein the power of cutter...But graduallyfrom the whole smokeappears the face.More truly - the similari...