Galaktioni and I
Yesterday, I was sick, I was dying,
Now Zozia must have me on her mind.
There's a demon in Galaktioni
But there's an angel in me.
Every day I receive precious letters.
I must go to the garden, today's cold is bitter.
The earth gleams in Galaktioni
But there's a heavenly spark in me.
Far away, the wind shrieks; nearby, a nemesis.
Night's falling; it's seven sharp.
There's blue in Galaktioni
But in my verse, the abyss.
Yesterday, I was sick, I was dying,
Now Zozia must have me on her mind.
There's a demon in Galaktioni
But there's an angel in me.
1924
Translation copyright 2007 by Adam J. Sorkin and Nana Bukhradze. All rights reserved.
This copy is for your personal, noncommercial use only. You can order presentation-ready copies for distribution by contacting us at info@wordswithoutborders.org.