days become longer. night
getting shorter.
The need for language candles
in front decreases,
all quickly cools
at the dawn of the bricks.

And from the snow to the pain
days beskrayney, than the field
no landmark. And already
nor to high style,
nor to the space, not to God
not pribitʹsâ soul.

And he sees no limit
their body movements.
Only sleep fence
divides the land
for the sake of their fertility.
So spring comes.

March 1965, Norenskaya

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