Meganom
Ilya Shambat <[email protected]>
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1 Still far away are asphodels, Transparent-graying spring But in the meanwhile, here, Sand rustles, and wave rings. But now my soul has entered Persephone's light home In kingdom of the dead there are No tanned and gorgeous arms. 2 Why do we trust the boat With coffin urn's dead weight And over amethyst waters Black roses celebrate My soul strives through the ether Beyond Cape Meganom Black sail returns from there Carrying funeral gloom. 3 How fast the clouds are running Unlighted and so soon And black rose leaves are flying Under this windy moon And bird of death and weeping Drags through a mourning stern Huge flag of reminiscence Behind a cypress stern. 4 The fan of summers opens With sadness in my hand, In darkness and with weeping Amulet lost in sand, My soul aims for that country Beyond Cape Meganom And black sail is returning Carrying funeral gloom. By Osip Mandelshtam Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambat