Ахматовой / Untitled (for Akhmatova)
Вполоборота, о печаль,
На равнодушных поглядела.
Спадая с плеч, окаменела
Ложноклассическая шаль.
Зловещий голос – горький хмель –
Души расковывает недра;
Так – негодующая Федра –
Стояла некогда Рашель.
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for Akhmatova
Grief sorrowing — indifferent
glances — half-turning. Her
shawl, a pseudo-classic on her
shoulders — like stone ossifying.
A dark voice — ill-omened, bitter-
tasting hops-intoxication — the soul
spirited, split heart-deep — indignantly.
In this way Rachel once played Phaedra.
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