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From the book Kliazma and Yauza

From the book The Wild Rose

From the book Tristan and Isolde

From the book Old Songs

From the book Gates. Windows. Arches

From the book Stanzas in the Manner of Alexander Pope

From the book Stellae and Inscriptions

From the book The Iambic Verses

The Chinese Travelogue

From An Unfinished Book

From the book The Evening Song

From the book Elegies

From the book The Beginning of a Book

From the book The Evening Song

(1996-2005)

To V.V. Bibikhin

He who loves the word, knows it,
he who loves sound, hears it:
as a ray of light winds and clamors in diamond,
a sudden flourish of the Irides.

And in the bright cloud of resounding,
he will find himself fully recompensed
by that vain dream of earthly kings and kingdoms –
beloved silence.

Larissa Volokhonsky and Emily Grosholz

To V.V. Bibikhin

A Childhood Visit to a Village

In Memory of Father Alexander Men’