Dance Macabre Poem by Emil Sharafutdinov
Dance Macabre
Rating: ★5.0
From Blok
Night, a street, a lamppost, a drugstore,
A meaningless and faint light.
May live a score of years more —
No escape. All things will ever be like that.
Die — start again all over,
And all will come like in the past:
Night, cold ripples on the canal water,
The street, the drugstore, the lamppost.
Sunday, February 12, 2023
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