Nina Kossman

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Melt into his joy,
like a fruit in his mouth,

bear his fame
...

Watch out for every face
not pinned down by pity
to a cold glazed rock in sleep.
Watch it squirm in a slow rapture,
...

Sycamore and oak
toss skinned branches:
leaves trimmed to size,
nerves cropped tight:
...

If you pity him whose throat you have to cut,
you will not do it. Pity is the enemy of action.
He who acts must rip pity out of his soul,
and stamp on it fiercely with both feet,
...

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In this second decade of the third millennium
I,
...

A bomb said to a city:
'I'm falling.'

The city asked:
...

See how nothing
keeps out of Pluto's gorge,
silently drifts
towards it, waits, sinks
...

I will grow myself quiet leaves
in the difficult silence of chastity.

I will hide in the immense namelessness
...

Nina Kossman Biography

Nina Kossman is a painter, sculptor, bilingual writer, poet, translator of Russian poetry, and playwright. She is the author of two books of poems in Russian and English as well as the translator of two volumes of Marina Tsvetaeva’s poems. Her other books include Behind the Border, a collection of stories about her Moscow childhood, Gods and Mortals: Modern Poems on Classical Myths published by Oxford University Press in 2001, a bilingual book of short stories published in 2019, and a novel.)

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Layer By Layer

Melt into his joy,
like a fruit in his mouth,

bear his fame
not as a near-misfortune

but as the future
your own cautious name

has awaited.
Swaddled for worship,

become the promise
of wings that took

an oath of staying
affixed to a mummy;

your bone-cage,
supple enough for liberty,

will suffer idolatry
at his hands,

while his thought
is there to unpeel you,

like a rare fruit,
layer by layer,

until you wither into
a semblance of yourself,

a mere phantom.

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