emily rules!
Oct. 24th, 2012 08:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kuzimamaсреди ангельских поэтов выделю ее и фроста. остальных читать в оригинале почти невозможно: одни "зай" да "шмай"
There's a certain slant of light,
On winter afternoons
That oppresses, like the heft
Of cathedral tunes.
Heavenly hurt it gives us;
We can find no scar,
But internal difference
Where the meanings, are.
None may teach it anything,
'T is the seal, despair,
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air.
When it comes, the landscape listens,
Shadows hold their breath;
When it goes, 't is like the distance
On the look of death.
There's a certain slant of light,
On winter afternoons
That oppresses, like the heft
Of cathedral tunes.
Heavenly hurt it gives us;
We can find no scar,
But internal difference
Where the meanings, are.
None may teach it anything,
'T is the seal, despair,
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air.
When it comes, the landscape listens,
Shadows hold their breath;
When it goes, 't is like the distance
On the look of death.
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Date: 2012-10-24 03:40 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-10-25 03:08 am (UTC)понятно, кто любит оружье, к стихам должен быть глух?
а я ведь не только читаю, а и пишу, графоманище! )
на затравку (если интересуетесь)
а так - так и целый таг имеется (там и чужое, и переводы, и свое)
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Date: 2012-10-25 03:36 am (UTC)no subject
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