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Open Poetry #21

Goya

Master
Senior Member

since 1999-08-18

Posts 1867
Boston, MA

0 posted 2002-07-09 12:48 PM

*This is a translation from russain of a poem by A. Voznesensky. Enjoy!
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I’m Goya!
On the barren ground,
a raven gobbled down my eyeballs gorily.

I’m worry.

I’m the voice of
The war; the debris of cities
destroyed in the snows of the early forties.

I’m drought.

I’m the throat
Of the woman hanged, whose body above the courtyard
continued to beat like a church-bell, gnawing.

I’m Goya!

O, Grapes
of Wrath! With passion, I heaved to the West
the ashes of guests unwanted!
and hammered durable stars like nails into the skies of glory.

I’m Goya!

Check out my poetry here:

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the_loner_23
Member Ascendant

since 2002-06-08

Posts 5479
Jacksonville, Florida, USA

1 posted 2002-07-09 02:34 PM

Very excellent read. I enjoyed.

Cold hands means a warm heart

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