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LINDEN HAS PRESERVED YOUR GLORY

Translated by: Вадим Банев

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The linden-tree I took you from survives.

Divine sightings may be uncommon, still,
when the goodly fog is thick and thrives

a goddess, too, can reappear at will. For

I paint icons, though I don't rush,

to hang this beauty by some temple throne.
Forgetfulness I paint with linden-brushes

of days through which I've lived alone.
After… The usual will happen, as it tends:

we will live the changing common story.

But this secret I'll keep telling till the end

how linden-blossoms have preserved your glory.


 

 

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