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This poem is taken from PN Review 257, Volume 47 Number 3, January - February 2021.

Two Poems
Translated by J. Kates
Alexey Shelvakh
An Epigram

Once I was a lilac, waiting
for water as if it were freedom.
I suffocated in the Universe
of a locked Heavenly Vault.



Song of the Composer of an Epic Poem

‘Under the birch trees
the ants danced their automatic dances
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