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poems by Osip Mandelstam

Save my speech forever for the taste of misery and smoke
For the resin of circular patience, for the conscientious tar of labor ...
How the water in Novgorod wells should be black and sweet,
So that it reflects a star with seven fins by Christmas.

And for this, my father, my friend and my rude helper,
I am an unrecognized brother, a renegade in a national family -
I promise to build such dense log cabins,
So that in them the Tatarva lowered the princes on a bucket.

If only these frozen blocks would love me,
How, aiming at death, the towns hit the garden, -
For this all my life I pass at least in an iron shirt
And for the execution of Peter's in the woods I will find an ax.

1993