At the piano: my back to the world Poem by Vera Pavlova

At the piano: my back to the world



At the piano: my back to the world.
At the piano: behind a high wall.
At the piano: like going down into a mine,
or on a drinking binge, taking along no one.

Translation Steven Seymour

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