Mikhail Alekseevich Kuzmin Poems

My groom and friend came from afar.
I kiss your feet!
He drew his circle around me.
I kiss your hands!
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We were four sisters, four sisters were we,
All four of us loved, but had different "becauses:"
One loved because father and mother told her to,
another loved because her lover was rich,
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Sun, sun,
divine Ra-Helios,
you delight
the hearts of kings and heroes,
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In the feathergrass steppe
Sources lie buried,
The thirsty sun knows
Life isn't raspberries.
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When someone says: "Alexandria,"
I see the white walls of a house,
a small garden row of gillyflowers,
an autumn evening's pale sunlight
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Ah, I am leaving Alexandria
and will not see it for a long time!
I will see Cyprus, dear to the Goddess,
I will see Tyre, Epheses and Smyrna,
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Through tannic steam I catch a glimpse of Fuji:
Against a yellow sky volcanic gold
A saucer narrows nature very strangely,
In shallow ripples lovely to behold.
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The sense of your bidding is unclear:
to pray, to curse, is it, to fight
you bid me, inscrutable genius?
The spring slackens, niggard, meager,
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Where will I find words to describe our stroll,
The Chablis on ice, the toasted bread
And the sweet agate of ripe cherries?
Sunset is far off, and the sea resounds with
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I gather motley flowers
And braid, braid a garland,
Sharp spears fall
At your victorious feet.
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