O. Mandelstam
Nature - is Rome and it’s reflected there.
We see its civic might and grandeur that it yields,
Like in an azure circus, in the transparent air,
In colonnades of groves, in forums of the fields.
Nature – is Rome, and now, just like before,
There is no need to bother gods or pray –
We have the sacrifice to prophesy the war,
Slaves, to keep silent; and the stones, to lay!
1914
We see its civic might and grandeur that it yields,
Like in an azure circus, in the transparent air,
In colonnades of groves, in forums of the fields.
Nature – is Rome, and now, just like before,
There is no need to bother gods or pray –
We have the sacrifice to prophesy the war,
Slaves, to keep silent; and the stones, to lay!
1914
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Russian Poetry in Translation
Featuring Russian Poetry translated into English by Andrey Kneller, with a particular emphasis placed on Silver Age of Russian poetry, including such poets as Marina Tsvetaeva, Boris Pasternak, Anna A
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