O. Mandelstam
If I could have my way,
Unnoticed, I would flee
To fly after a ray,
Where I could never be!
But you shine in an orb -
There is no other bliss,
And the from star absorb
What light precisely is.
This gives the ray its form,
This turns light into light,
That prattle keep it warm,
That whispers give it might.
I’m whispering to say
To you that I, today,
In whisper, give away,
You, darling, to the ray.
1937
Unnoticed, I would flee
To fly after a ray,
Where I could never be!
But you shine in an orb -
There is no other bliss,
And the from star absorb
What light precisely is.
This gives the ray its form,
This turns light into light,
That prattle keep it warm,
That whispers give it might.
I’m whispering to say
To you that I, today,
In whisper, give away,
You, darling, to the ray.
1937
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