"Igor Severyanin. Selected Poems " - читать интересную книгу автора

And perhaps we will dance until dawn.

Maybe well declaim aloud Gogols thought
(Fess up: you did not read a lot
Of his work in your life, dear friends).
Maybe take something from Nekrasov
And to know travels of Hatteras, if
Nietzsche, for one, the powers forbid.

But what are such pursuits to you
Calling nothing but curses out of you
Better revelry, maps and food!
Better gossip, intrigue and constant complaints
That for long the army should have advanced
For your sake to retake Petrograd.



Poem of Feeling of Spring


You are ready from gloom to suicide,
Hang yourself, or shoot in the mouth.
Wait a while - and the spring will come to your side
After just three more snowy months.

Nightingales of the cherry will whistle,
Full of nightingales cherry will stand.
May go past you the shot from the pistol
And the rope fall apart in your hands.

With the fishing rods made of redwood
People will catch the fish on the hook,
And the swan with white breast and white feathers
Will swim lightly upon the lake.

Mounds will breathe with dampness and drown,
Will send redolence and be green,
And your neck, as it gives a way down,
Will become pouring with rain.

And the bushes under flooding river
Into lilac and cherry will bloom.
Noisy, singing, the spring will deliver
All your girlfriends and also - you.

And will love, and will bloom, and will spring again
All that dimmed in the winter from gloom.
All the dry will be cut by axe-wielding hand
And the juicy will bravely bloom.