Poetry from the Future: “Beads of Time” by Dmitry Blizniuk (Translated by Sergey Gerasimov)
It’s getting dark, slantwise, just a notch from eternity.The ballerina of reverietakes slowly offher pointes of silence.Left … now the right one … A long sigh … A fence; birds made of twisted iron hungrily peck the rust. A black cat glides along the façade.The radiant rapiers of electric light are trembling;the streetlights in fencer’s masks(the left hand…
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