Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
Poems of Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
|44.||Three Wives Of A Mandarin||4/13/2010|
|45.||To a Poet||1/1/2004|
|46.||To the People Of the Future||1/1/2004|
In the days when the God eternal
Was declining face to the new world,
By the Word they stopped the sun’s inferno,
And destroyed the towns by the Word.
And an eagle was falling at the ground,
Stars were backing to the moon in fright,
If, as made from orange flames a cloud,
Word was sailing in the heaven’s height.