From needle-shaped pestilential glasses

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Tell me, Desert Draftsman Octets (X) ~ From needle-shaped pestilential glasses…
written by Osip Mandelstam
And I go out from space
From Moscow Notebooks. See also Poems. Translated from Russian by Dmitri Smirnov. In Russian: В игольчатых чумных бокалах.



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From needle-shaped pestilential glasses
We drink the obsession of reasons,
We touch by the hooks the small —
As-simple-death Quantities.
And there where the spillikins are chained
The baby keeps silence,
The Great Universe is sleeping
In the cradle of a small eternity.


November 1933, Moscow


© Dmitri Smirnov, translation. Can be reproduced if non-commercial.


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