Time and love. The novel in verse. George Pospelow
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Название: Time and love. The novel in verse

Автор: George Pospelow

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СКАЧАТЬ at night in Bengal.

      Mixed them

      with a pyrotechnical nonesuch

      of the XVIII-century France,

      and it seemed,

      the French outshot the fireflies.

      The symbols of fire

      in cultic buildings

      of all world religions

      existing in India

      in ancient or modern types

      streaked.

      Skryabin,

      composing “The Symphony of Fire,”

      was angry with the interference

      of flamingly hopping hetaerae.

      In a fire, inquisitors burned

      Salem and Holland “witches,”

      not burning away.7

      A dragon discontinued

      his fire exhalation,

      closed to an African she-elephant,

      got her reciprocity.

      A fire-girl tempted

      ineffectively the Buddha.

      Finally, the flame subsided,

      stopped joking with the lovers.

      They – shocked, silent —

      plodded to the water to cheer up,

      and noticed

      how the Moon had illuminated

      the landscape

      recognizable in the natural light.

      A yesterday

      Sun orchestra of color-music

      gave place

      to a silver homophony

      of the Full Moon’s saxophone.

      After coming back,

      the two warmed up by the fire,

      made a small raft.

      A little monkey tried

      to hit them with coconuts.

      Enticed for some time with bananas,

      it ran up to the hot coals —

      and not ready for a fire walking —

      returned, beaten, to the forest.

      The raft was on the water.

      The bride who imbibed

      the temper and vigor of the fire

      posed as a hetaera

      from a Khajuraho temple,

      the most erotic

      on the Earth.

      A bracing, gentle wind

      played with her hair,

      reaching her waist.

      A twinkly, ardent gaze.

      Cherry-ripe lips.

      The tremulous agitated breast

      resembled in miniature

      the risen Sun and the Moon

      staying at the same elevation —

      the breast of the Galaxy.

      The bridegroom placed his palms

      under the violently-round

      tight breasts.

      Through them

      he perceived the Galaxy,

      felt its heartbeat.

      He thought about the moment

      when the Galaxy and the beloved —

      two flames of one fire —

      one through the other

      would become his wife.

      Having had realized

      the raft

      was being carried away,

      they dove into the ocean

      and for a long, long time

      swam toward the shore.

      A dolphin swam not far off.

      Everest8. A second of the coronation

      A place near Darjeeling9 —

      one mile from the bottom.

      No high for the Himalayas.

      The mountains in front —

      five miles. Quite something!

      Nothing higher exists.

      At night, we came here

      to be the first in India

      to greet the dawn

      if no one was at Everest,

      of course.

      We wait for the “illumination”

      in complete darkness.

      At last, the head of Chomolungma

      turns pink, afterward

      the whole of the range

      is an illustration to Roerich10,

      though it’s hard to believe —

      quite the contrary.

      The light reaches us

      and rather penetrates.

      There’s somebody

      before the precipice

      on the very brink —

      we stare wide-eyed

      at the figure of a yogi

      in “The Sun Salutation” posture.

      The prime man of the nation.

      We came up and found

      plenty to talk about with him.

      He’s tall; his sharpened body

      covers the earthly dust.

      It took him six months

      to reach this place.

      In the eyes is no vanity

      of the world whatever —

      a peaceful calm of the sunrise

      penetrates through us, shocked,

      fascinated by the spiritual face,

      creation of Nature and thought,

      the closest relation to the Universe.

      A strong voice of an actor

      soothsays long and happily

      we would live in love.

      Well, thanks for the prophecy.

      Penetrated twofold with the light,

      we are not offended

      by the ranking – illuminated

      second in the country.

      A five-minute immunization

      Katmandu11. Find narcotics

      of any kind on every corner,

      plus, СКАЧАТЬ



<p>7</p>

During the middle ages, the Inquisition executed people on charges of witchcraft

<p>8</p>

Mount Everest (Chomolungma), 8,848 m (29, 028 ft.) – the highest mountain in the world

<p>9</p>

Darjeeling – the town in the Indian state of West Bengal at an altitude of about 2,250 m (7,500 ft.)

<p>10</p>

Nicholas Roerich (1874 -1947) – the Russian artist, poet, scientist

<p>11</p>

Katmandu – the capital of Nepal