Translated by Vladimir Nabokov Speak not, lie hidden, and conceal the way you dream, the things you feel. Deep in your spirit let them rise akin to stars in crystal skies that set before the night is blurred: delight in them and speak no word. How can a heart expression find? How should another know [...]
Archive for January, 2008
Silentium — Fyodor Tyutchev
Posted in Fyodor Tyutchev on January 18, 2008 | 4 Comments »
What He Said to His Enemies — Naomi Shihab Nye
Posted in Naomi Shihab Nye on January 7, 2008 | 4 Comments »
He could hear them off in the forest massive branches breaking: you are no good, will never be any good. Sometimes they followed him, rubbing out his tracks. They wanted him to get lost in the world of trees, stand silently forever, holding up his hands. At night he watched the streetlamp’s light soaking into [...]
