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.